11 July 2012
Black doesn't suit this happy place
Black draped where red always reigned
Sobriety hangs were laughs did
With a great china doll in a box
No black doesn't suit this happy place
And it's everywhere I look
Behind faces
Behind polite smiles
Soggy and fraying and broken
And there's no sending in the clown
The clown is dead
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Wake • Opuss № I