when the circus came

Our circus was different from others Often appearing when no one wanted it to And without much announcement Staying either past its welcome Or brief enough so as to avoid breeding any real enjoyment Large yellowing tents containing nothing in particular Punctured the familiar holes of our town Settling into the wounds with peculiar familiarity Staked by the shaking hands of ketamine fueled employees Who knew nothing else Other than the indifferent construction And dismantle There were no rides And no food And no notable attractions And admission was rarely charged We would attend Because tradition was more important Than enjoyment Sometimes sitting ...View all