Squeaky Shoes.

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El Folo
El Folo
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I remember when they all laughed,
when I wore squeaky shoes to his wake.

I laughed with them wearing rainbow hair,
wacky clothes and a painted face.

But I wasn't laughing with them,
I'm sure soon now you'll understand.

I laughed, because nobody,
fucking nobody, understood my plan.

They were laughing because I looked funny,
but I was laughing, at how he looked,

that night when I left him,
sizzled and cooked.

I know you didn't understand then,
it's the only thing that makes me feel bad.

Weeping with your daughter,
it hurt deeply that you looked so sad.

But your husband was in the way.
Have you ever heard Roy Orbison? In Dreams?

Well, a candy-colored clown called the Sandman,
tip-toed to your husband's room.

And twinkled dust into his lungs,
whispering, "Go to sleep, everything will be alright soon."

And that's not all it says.
Not by a fucking longshot. I want you to listen carefully.

"I close my eyes. Then I fall asleep to dream.
Dream of you."

In dreams, I walk with you.
In dreams, I talk to you.

In dreams, you're MINE.
ALL THE TIME."

Until I'm finished.
Until I'm done.

I know you can hear me.
I know you're the one.

I'm going to leave now, I know.
You and your daughter...will soon be waking

You're so beautiful.
It's hard to keep my voice from breaking.

We three have a long day tomorrow.
A big move ahead of us.

I'll be ever so happy,
a real family; all of us.

Until I'm finished.

-

AUTHOR'S NOTES: This is spoken through the eyes of my creepy clown character, 'Beppo the Clown'. You should really check out 'In Dreams' by Roy Orbison, it's a great, great song.

The daughter is 18, don't worry.

El Folo
El Folo
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El FoloEl Foloover 12 years agoAuthor
People, please.

If you know someone who's scared of clowns, please show them this poem, and then my profile in general. It will be fucking hilarious.

PoissonSurLaLunePoissonSurLaLuneover 12 years ago
Not sure this is "erotic"

But well done nonetheless! Creepy, just as you meant it to be.

El FoloEl Foloover 13 years agoAuthor
Thanks a mill!

I love feedback, good and bad. (Long as the bad gives me good reasons for disliking. "This shit sucks" doesn't really help me as a writer, y'know?)

I appreciate hearing what someone has to say about it.

Esperanza_HidalgoEsperanza_Hidalgoover 13 years ago
It is kinda wild...

but I like weird stuff, whatever that's worth.