I am the audience who listens and laughs.
I am the audience who listens and laughs.
I am the clown who visits your dreams.
I am the clown who visits your dreams.
Who listens and laughs? The clown, I am.
Who visits the audience? I am your dreams.
Hell is a question that's not what it seems.
Hell is a question that's not what it seems.
Up is a downer that huffs and puffs.
Up is a downer that huffs and puffs.
It seems Hell huffs and puffs. That is a downer.
Up? That's a question. Not what is.
Time is a number. A fish hook, it twists.
Time is a number. A fish hook, it twists.
Sleep is a tunnel. Like death, it looms.
Sleep is a tunnel. Like death, it looms.
A fish is a hook. It looms like sleep.
Death is a number. It tunnel-twists time.
The clown, I am, who huffs and puffs dreams.
I am your question that's not, it seems.
A fish is a sleep number who visits Hell.
The audience laughs like that is a downer.
Death is a hook. It looms up a tunnel.
Time, it listens and twists what is.
***The paradelle form is a parody of the villanelle. It was created by Billy Collins.
5 hours ago
2 comments:
I've read a handful of pieces here and they are all delightful. I hope to see more soon.
This is the most coherant paradelle I am yet to come across. Very well done. I was beginning to think it was impossible to wrote one that made sense.
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