The Antics

Of a clown

Another day whichever way My mind shifts and alters. Change flood my ideas I am departing for deep waters.

I like to take another track. Left of the tried and true And let my mind wander. Far away into the blue

Changes lift me. Ordinary lets me down. Enjoy some light tomfoolery. And the antics of a clown.

Trying different practices Divergence and digressions We see the world differently. We are gathering new impressions.

Departing from the norm Intrigued by peculiarity Anomalies are interesting And pique my curiosity.

If I knew the answers And reason for the existence. Life would lose its mystery. There’d be no resistance.

In and out of avenues Thoughts travel on excursions. What is real? How do I feel Are there other versions?

I don’t trust normality. I know artificial mould. I embrace the aberrations. And stories I’ve been told.

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David Rudder 2022

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