Funny, eh?

Those few intimate moments

were just a distraction to you,

a sideshow and I the clown,

or rather a clown, third or fourth

out of the little car, a filler of space

that couldn’t be there, amusing only

because it was impossible I be there.

.

In that brief spotlit possible moment,

between the tiny car and the curtain,

I lived a small bright life beneath my paint,

ran the ring and the fiery hoop, twirled,

somersaulted, capered, squeezed my horn,

then disappeared from view.

Funny, eh?

.

B.T. Murtagh

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~ by B.T. Murtagh on August 15, 2010.

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