Jaded Jester: a worn-down clown

Poem ~

cracking white powder
flakes from his face
years of red paint
his lips erased
darkness encircling
hollowed eyes
free of the mask
the old clown cries
years as a charlatan
exacting their toll
the jester’s laugh
revealing his soul
mocking an emptiness
he grips his heart
the jaded jester
played his last part

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