Circus
clowns with swollen lips distract from the
shining squeakpop nose-- your tips & my
fear rose & you're stepping on my toes
i see how it goes-- eyes sparkleshine
neck wrapped in twine lost in time
painted frame i'm tame i came &
conquered sauntered away i'll be
back yesterday, laughing jolly teehees
--knees dirty pleas don't let me give
in don't make me give up-- touch up
on the face that hides erase re
applies to chase the face circus
reality carnival-- depravity can't
stop a carnivore can't stifle the sense
tracking weakness no defense is
--self defense is no longer a
legible excuse
Copyright © Rachel Hart | Year Posted 2010
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.
Please
Login
to post a comment