DreamWeaver (An Example of Literary Nonsense at the Circus)

Poem

We wear the mask that grins and lies

And live in a world of our dreams

We have been here for a while now

Dreams slowly fading away

These smiles are plastered on to greet travelers

In a place that was once home

People don’t come as much

As they lose the magic of youth

Red and rusty rides wait for revival

As guest gather around a tearing striped tent

A faded red and white covering

Held together by desperation and a pinch of magic

Like a puppet we stand on the stage

Let's put on a show tonight

Following the orders of a ring master

That was never really there

A paradise of our imagination

Has become this decaying world of our dreams

The cracked brick roads sprout pale green weeds

And sharp vines coat the buildings walls

Living here in a dream

No longer brings you interest

For you have become blinded by reality

At the words that seemed to dance in the air

When I am here alone

I laugh crazily with no answers

Watch the buildings collapse and fall apart

Will you leave me here too?

Perhaps if we peel back our skin

We will reveal our dying souls

Pale, cold, and discarded

Our lifeless eyes hidden behind a mask

Beyond this world of dreams is a reality

Like a captain to his ship

There must be retribution

This place an escape from reality

Look at me through the slits of these eyes

At the humanity I have tossed away

I peel back the flesh and behold!

The truth I hid behind a grin

Carried by music we start to dance

Let's tear each other apart

Flames fall down from the sky

And this world begins to burn

We are at war again

Actors on a burning stage 

Controlled by the man in the back

Who was never really there 

We shall dance these sleepless nights away

And decay along with this place

A dream falling apart in our palms

With tears we hide behind a mask