I can not pee

i can not pee

said the trampolinist 

to the clown 

don’t worry I frowned

i don’t need to piss

yet the thought 

had been planted 

his balls had come taunt

his poise had come slanted

Jacqueline her hands clean

reached for the paper 

to be used later 

promised to reverent Dean

nothing is as it seems 

when one is hight in the sky

swinging from puller to post

twenty-two feet high

it is only then one appreciates

one can pee sitting down 

who now is a clown 

the lesson learned too late