do you spill ink, like blood,
does your will sink, in mud,
as the tears,
plummet from your eyes,
to the dirt
your feet sinking below your knees,
you kick yourself,
you kick up dust,
you think, you must,
cut yourself down, before anyone else does,..
clown,
smile
a frown
upside down,
makeup,
to hide
excuses,
for the cuts, the tracks, the bruising, the bad taste in your mouth,
for the buts, the crack, the cruising in a stolen car, life gone south,
this is not who you are,
this is not who you are,
this  is  not  who  you  are,
these are what you do, size twelve shovel for a six foot trench,
so whoever you are needs CPR, resuscitation, mouth to mouth,
some air in there,
Samaritan way,
get up and walk, away.  New day.  And fill in the **** hole before
somebody
breaks their leg.