A Solitary Circus

Eternal blue stage

above a cirrocumulus

beautifully furnished with birds…


… from the ocean bed to the earth’s surface

the audience of nature

gathers to view this one-man act,

from above and below —

but it seems nothing more than a mere show of miscellaneous pursuits

for sustenance, strength, sensation, sex, song, symbols, success, satisfaction, sanity, self, spirit and so on…


… the scent from the fennel bush

masks the stench of those sacrificed to these ends

and the ground they lie buried under is rich with their ash…


… the wind soaks up the sounds of distress, sorrow, psychosis and solitude

until there’s complete silence.

What a performance!


© Heath Muchena, 2014

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