Welcome to the ONE-MAN CIRCUS
Welcome to the
ONE-MAN CIRCUS
The clowns are comin'
They blow the doors off
a tiny car, flying,
Trippin and fallin like ADHD thoughts,
horns screaming like silence never existed.
Everybody talking at once.
Nobody hearing .
I’m laughing ‘cause stopping feels worse.
I look up.
Someone’s pacing a beam,
back and forth like when everything’s on the line.
Its thin as sleep.
Thin as patience.
Each pass telling myself keep moving
or I lose it all.
No net thats for the weak .
I look down.
Fire yellin in the air.
Im a master down there feeding it,
crackin' that whip , pushing heat,
playing tough with something that wants blood.
That pipes burns in my chest sayin,
Yellin' do somethin' I mean anythin'
even if it leaves a mark.
I look over
A roar rips through the tent.
A lion paces, throat raw,
sounding angry and mean,
but it’s really just me maskin my screams,
‘Cause nobody listens to soft.
I look back
The ground starts shackin'.
An elephant moves through,
breaking just by moving,
leaving a mess I have to own up to...
Later....
But it really just piles up,
Until it suffocates everythin
The ringmaster
I stands solo.
Hands in my pockets.
Pupils dilated but tired.
Watching every act crashin into the next,
every thought cutting the line.
Tryin to run my own show
that just ain't takin orders.
It’s lonely in here.
Loud as hell, but lonely.
I exhales,
it is what it is
I smirk, like it's a line said before.
Lights air on.
Noises keep comin'
No breaks no time.
One tent.
One head.
I shamefully, proudly.
Announce
Welcome ladies and gentlemen to
my whole damn one man circus.
Take a seat and enjoy the show.
All donations are welcome,
but lives are worth more than bills...
Copyright © Jay Mil | Year Posted 2026
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