CIRCUS ACT 1971

Had he shown at the church on the day Yiska knows she'd be back from her fresh honeymoon to a life as his wife but the git never showed & left her all alone in the church with the guests & parents & broke her she sits now in the ward all locked up with others suicides depressives drug addicts alcohol type addicts & others who like her left broken in their minds Benny's there beside her wrist bandaged where he'd slit with a blade she watches as he stares at the floor she's done that slit a wrist tried hanging from the cord from the pink dressing gown from the door but some nurse rescued her (bloody bitch) it's snowing Benny says his eyes raised looking out the window so it is she mutters watching flakes of whiteness falling down seemingly & darkly a circus & she just a sad clown.

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