little clown
stand
still
a standstill
the time is called
undone
dragged away from sleep
you wait in all the darks
of the rooms i look back
and when i don't look back
you are there even longer
a generation younger
the same cries
in another night
two fragile blinking eyes
a poppy song
flickering in the flames
in and out of view
sweet street tobacco
sold out
to anotherdreaming
dawn
with a smiling face
torn apart
standing
still
