barnacle

shenanigan hooligan

playing the fool again

barnacle rambles

along the sidewalk

trash blows upon him

swirling wind eddies

caught in the tide pool

of days and chances

capturing glances

a quick step and skip

a smile upside down

he gathers his pants

and dances

his gaze floats along

locked inside the past

poison whispers burn

his eyes with tears

in the rain falling

into his life at last

three children gather

inside his thoughts

more time is needed

to find what is lost

brutally honest

he hides behind lies

truth and trickster

darkness and light

shenanigan hooligan

playing the fool again

barnacle wanders

through lonely alleys

a sad spectacled face

parading disgrace

mocking our masks

facades for our taste

big shoes slap along

with a buoy in tow

in resonant prayer

as above - so below

restlessly searching

silently screaming

for the beauty of

life's torrid glow

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