Jester Girl

Sitting all alone
near a throne.
You are a Jester

and dance.

You wear the
bright6est colors.
You juggle balls
like thoughts.
You are both
feminine and masculine
You walk the walk
and talk the talk.

Standing nearby
Royalty
you want to snag
the cane.
But it trips you,
instead;
throwing off your game.

Jester Girl,
you jingle.
Alone, aghast,
you grin.
It hurts a little
just like that,
the edges soaked
in sin.



Ah, funny giant jester
with the big man hardy hands.
With the stubbly bits
and streaky bits
you walk in foreign lands.

You talk and will the crowd
without speaking quite as loud.
without uttering even
a fraction of sound.

You are a jovial creature,
built on color and rage.
Created from flesh
(It’s a marvelous mesh!)
and strings that seem to fray.
Jester Girl, you seem to be.
Always alone with your heart on display.