with timing comically bad
and coordination tragically worse
I tumble and stumble
through this concrete jungle
bumbling at a breakneck pace
master of accidental slapstick
a giddy goof grinning and guffawing
to get through the day
til homeward bound
jostling against the other clowns
shoved in our subway clown car
the greasepaint weighs heavy
and we share a weary smile
to hold the tears at bay
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