At the Heart of the Bigtop.A Poem by JAM
Completely in tune with his feelings he lets her play her games.
He lets her throw knives at his heart. Each dagger closer than the one before.
She spins him on a wheel to add suspense and heightened danger. The crowd knows she’ll never hit him.
On mishap, a misjudged toss could impale his life on a blade. This they both know, and yet, she taunts him.
Only to actually stab him when she grows careless. © 2010 JAM |
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Added on November 25, 2010 Last Updated on November 25, 2010 AuthorJAMGAAboutThis blog is about my writing. It's about what I've created. It's about my past, my present, my future in writing format. It's about art. It's about creation. more..Writing
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