Face Paints

There was a clown on the back right side of that carousel,

I know it was there,

I saw it,

He had a periwinkle shirt on,

with a pussy now,

and it was made of satin,

and he did not blink,

but he smiled the wrong way,

the kind of smile you never wanted to see,

and I kept hoping that the roundabout would turn out differently,

and that he would vanish,

but he didn't,

and I had a bloody,

murky relationship with figments