Welcome to the Circus

I've always thought the circus was a pretty solid metaphor for life so.

Welcome to the abysmal beyond,
The deathless depths,
The chaos
Of borrowed time.
Welcome
To the striped skies
Of monochrome Mondays,
Charcoal Saturdays,
Ivory Sundays.
Welcome to
Day
After day
To mayday
To D-day,
To saints
To lovers
To Satan
And his Herculean brothers.
Welcome to the funereal charm
Of the unpaved road,
Of the questionable
Beyond.
Welcome
To what they call
The breeding grounds
For anarchy,
To rebels
And revolutionaries,
To the unarmed soldiers
With conviction
But without a cause.
Welcome to the loners
And the lonesome
Alone together
On the profuse landscape
Of roaming harmonies
And forgotten melodies.
Welcome to the carefree
And the careless
And the carefully carressive
Uninhibited tinkerings
Of peasants,
The people,
Without a king.
Welcome to the bodies
To a crowded sea
Of unsubmissive subjects
Subjected
And submerged
To an ambient ocean
Of lighthouse dreams
And salty secrets.
Welcome to the lion hearts
To the golden boys
To red rages and riots
To caramalized shores.
Welcome to the circus.

Reviews

[Savannah Hudgens]

Absolutely beautiful,

V.

[ba_mcfarlane]

Quite the panorama you blithely sweep through, no pedantic attempt at musing here! This is one of the best reads I have come across in quite awhile....Kudos!!!