Carnival
In the
town square
In the
midst of dancing crowd
Lovers
dressed in fancy gowns
One lone
woman, frail and bent
Dressed in
black
Shoes
browned
Unmindful
of loud drum everywhere
She swung,
tangoed on her toes
Round and
round
A string
of holy beads swayed
Between her
bony fingers
Thoughts
lost in distant land
Eyes
closed, serene and proud
She danced
alone in nirvana bout
Nobody saw her invisible clown
Nobody saw her invisible clown
#NaPoWriMo
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