Isn't life wonderful?

To the point. An adventure

explained. Not human anymore.

Involuntary clowns of the earth. 
Power and anger and death 
as peep shows in the back.  

Mildly curious as to 
what could have been, 
and the end is not yet.

Source: Slaughterhouse-Five or The Children’s Crusade: A Duty-dance with Death by Kurt Vonnegut, Jr.

Method: This is a remixed poem composed from chapter 9 of the novel, after rolling a six-sided dice twice on each page, and choosing only the corresponding sentences/lines to form my word bank. The chapter number was determined by chance that involved picking a chit from a bowl.