Je suis m'appelle Pierrot-French noir surreal
in a backroom of stilled carousel horses, their lively colors fading
their swollen heads abutting
i hear an achy guitar twanging faintly somewhere
and workers asking questions as if love had escaped the world
and i was the cause
Pierrot, the male character in French pantomime

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