Junk Talk Poet
School Room Blues - Poem by Junk Talk Poet
There's an elephant in the school room
Nakedly painting several shades of gloom.
Igniting the frightening bitter
Taste of fear as the feather stands
Pale at the ink well.
The Tears of a clown as his worry of money
Drowns the childhood in his eyes.
Lies seep from within his mind
As he amply grips his scissors.
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