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Phobia - Coulrophobia
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August 2002 Poetry Coulrophobia.
Clowns.
Fear.
I can’t see,
the real you.
Who are you?
Make up covers your face,
hiding in your suit.
You’re unrealistically happy.
Too happy.
You scare me.
I hyperventilate.
I start to shake.
The phobia kicks in.
~*~ Jill ~*~
