Wednesday, July 7, 2010

The Circus Is Cheaper When It Rains





















































I’ve taken the same ride too many times.

I could fall asleep in the loop.

I know the clowns wipe the fake, makeup smiles off their faces once the show is done.

I know the lions sleep in cages at night.

I know the tightrope walkers have blisters on their feet.

I know the ringmaster doesn’t believe in what he yells to the crowd anymore.

I know the strongman, isn’t as strong as he once was.

I know the candy floss has always been, just sugar and air.

You are the only reason I come back here every night.

18 comments:

lo_nie said...

This is AMAZING :)

Lucy S said...

If only everyone loved how we do..........

jac y. said...

If they could see the world the way we do...

tybalt. said...

You write ever so wonderfully.

bats in the belfry said...

Your work, everything, is beautiful. Where your mind roams is simply baffling.

Melissa said...

this is SOO beautiful

zonedin said...

You make my breath stop and render me speechless... but I go looking for you daily.

Dawn-Marie said...

"I’ve taken the same ride too many times.

I could fall asleep in the loop." makes me think about how similar my relationships have been. Sad but much-needed, I think.

(@fearlesslove from Twitter)

Q Smith said...

Very nice!

Hiba said...

for words that resonate...and haunt...for the eye that reads..and tears fall... you are someone who is fascinating... Very Nice!!!

interrrrro said...

I read this to him, static crackling.
I tried to make him see.
He didn't.

pumkyn said...

how kind.

MyNameJonas said...

"the lions sleep in cages at night" is what got me. Wow.

thyartlife said...

Fog Haze That Protects The You From The Me.

Yue Huan said...

We know too much, and now everything has lost it's shine. While you've long gone, chased away by the mundane, I find myself returning every now and then - to what's familiar and comforting.

karin said...

this is beautiful.

Martin (starwatcher521) said...

Oh wow ... Your way of writing is a blessing to the poetic world.

Anonymous said...

It's all an illusion. Just like me.