A Sad Wish Poem by Paul Savio Hearn

Sad clown dancing,
A slow, meaningless foxtrot,
Heavy footed, heavy heart
No dance partner
But for La femme Misery
Leading this waltz
In a sickening frenzy

Panic arises in the fool's black eyes
Fear and anxiety turn to hate,
All comfort dispersed he collapses,
Struggling to breath he clutches his chest
Secretly wishing for death
He is comforted by the notion
That it is deserved

If granted a wish, he knows to keep it sensible
Like dying peacefully in his sleep.
Not simply wishing to feel happiness again,
That wish is too farfetched.