Sacred Clowns Holy Fools

By day we may sing as mockingbirds

By night we may yip as coyotes

but no matter how many times

we make up our faces or strike a balance

the same old clowns with laughing smiles

come popping through the mirror

Come let us dance out your healing

We know how much goes into a facade

& so we specialize

in what cracks you up

We hear the word play in anything serious

We see the ho in holy

We see the fun in funeral

You may not be able to recognize the truth

when it jumps on your bones & starts

to wiggle but we do with pleasure

Come let us dance out your fears

We love the rhythms of your nervous laughter

Nothing is sacred

or everything is

If all living creatures

are like spokes on a wheel

your love has called us from where

all the spokes come together

We make the moon & sun moan & sigh

We ride your nightmares bareback

Come let us dance out your cries for help

We're the ones the blameworthy blame

We're the ones the guilty condemn

We drum all the hell out of you

The Web Projects of Sondra Ball and Mario Cavallini