you were unhappy
traveling with the circus.
you had no high wire skills,
afraid of heights.
no ability to tame
a lion
or make an elephant rise
up and roar.
the fat lady
mocked you, tossing
half eaten chicken legs
at your feet
when you passed by.
the Siamese twins
whispered to each other,
giggling
when they saw you
looking at them, stuck
together as they were.
the elastic man made
faces
at you as he stretched
his arms and legs
into a pretzel.
the midgets would laugh
and throw
pebbles at you when your
back was turned.
they knew you didn't belong
on the road with
any of them.
in the big top.
you were a different kind
of freak.
too normal, with your
hair combed and teeth.
Monday, October 12, 2015
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