The deepening red
Of stained eyes, tired
And worn - invisible glances
Precede the imminent sun
Squinting hopeless -
Blinding stretched yawns, frozen
By the ever changing winds
Bury rings in sallow flesh
With large kohl like shadowing;
A clown with meagre thought
And heart like deflated balloon,
Is merely a bag of rested bones
Wishing for beautiful wide eyes.