It’s coming down; what? you ask
as I say, it’s coming down; silence.
The bodies on the stage
petition with their string arms
as the circus animals cast
their daring shadow.
Censored sound, an underwater
experience only for myself.
Water in the ears makes
standing unsteady.
9-1-1 hurry, I have a dead
skeleton in the closet.
For the grand menagerie
came to town and killed
my darlings.