Sunday, June 2, 2013

The Circus

Stay alone in your myth
and I will ride in the circus
with the elephant cycling, an umbrella in hand to hide from all that rain that never comes down
and the lions robbed of their power, trapped in their cages
and the clowns crying, wishing to be naked and seen by only the sea
Stay alone in the past
and I will fly the trapeze in green glitter
trying to catch my heart as it falls from the sky
Only the horses are free here, for one moment of fire
see my thighs astride their bare back
Stay alone in your night
and I will sleep with a thousand stars
the sound of the wolves alive in my soul
those moon led magicians with their blood song
alchemical power that kisses the beast

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