Monday, January 4, 2010

Bread and Meat Pies

Commotion
adrenaline rush

On orchestrated mayhem,
curtain raises to strip tease.

Trumpets announce the hour
rolling drum accentuates the seconds

Grand entrance to circus parade
gold plated chariot lifts dust in the round

Saturday matinee at The Nero Dome
orgies in the bleachers, orgies in the private seating.

A guy walks into the arena, frightened pale.
Wretched fellow slips on a banana peel

The crowd love such clowns to death
The wild cats will be clawing

The wild cats will be eating
no one we're particularly fond of
the wild cats are chewing.

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