Circus
every so often a moment
will make you think about what
you want or where you have been or what
you wanted to be when you grew up
what if I learned how to
walk a tightrope?
or how to swallow a sword
or how to put on a mystifying
dance of mystery
Perhaps we have already learned these things...
I have learned how to balance many demands,
but not the checkbook
I have learned how to gulp pride and grandma's meals,
but not how to swallow defeat
I learned how to belly dance and how to move in colorful circles
but not how to be guarded and safe and dance in the confines of
this world nor the ones beyond that
joining the circus would help me to improve these skills
and the vaudeville lifestyle would
suit me well
Anyone need a freak?
Copyright © Shayna Earnest | Year Posted 2010
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