smiling harlequin

smiling harlequin
wearing scruffy sequins
toppled from its perch
at the circus' arch

smiling harlequin
where are you going?
what's ya sin?
will you dig the ground above your squatter legs?
will you put them out
will you let your hands
will you teach them how
live their teeny lives
will you see the morbid
glances in their pity eyelids? in their eyes?
in their absence of eyes?

smiling harlequin
why so fast? why so virile?
smiling harlequin
look at her she has your child
what a willowy lady here lies
with her baby's unborn
little fingers stitched to ground
stones.

smiling harlequin
where you been? where have you been?
why have not have saved have what you have?
those emoluments those money not for debt
oh not for debt
getting by, meeting your ends
when will it end? meeting buckle and tongue

smiling harlequin
why not joyful? why aloof why grimy and why grim?
why not saved (her!) from suffocating
from drowning (her!)
why (so!) have any sin?

smiling harlequin
why ya need that shovel?