this world
oh this life,
a circus run by the clowns
with elephants who
talk with donkeys,
mulling over their side show
pompous and bloated,
they flaunt their spoons of silver
like a royal scepter.
over the high wire
the world is walking,
billions of toes
gripping the tight rope,
monkeys and mice
of barren cages,
billions of them
eating peanut butter smeared
razor wire,
unwrapping lethal prayers.
my teeth chatter and my eyes lock shut,
bread crumbs and
cheap words stuff my ears.
the circus is a horror show
coated with cotton candy
and poisoned with strange flowers,
and there's a crazy odor
about the way the elephants talk
and forks fall out out of the mouths
of the donkeys
whenever they speak.
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