​a clown is a staleness by jordan hoxsie Lyrics

a clown is a staleness, leveed yet wadeable
every night sleeping with the fishes
all doused in heavy metal
the bulbous nose squeaks out distress
like a lump of produce
whereof one cannot speak
due to language barriers
one must craft balloon swords
fantasizing an accident
the technicolor suit chafes pale skin
a slab of backorder meat
leaving stains in a car
that is too spacious for comfort