including Entry Of The Chameleons
Night her sable dome scattered with diamonds,
Fused my dust from a light year,
Squeezed me to her breast, sowed me with carbon,
Strung my warp across time.
Gave me each horse, sunrise and graveyard,
Told me only I was her
Bid ne face the east closed me in questions
Built the sky for my dawn …
Cleaned my feet of mud, followed the empty
Zebra ride to the Cirkus,
Past a painted cage, spoke to the paybox
Glove which wrote on my tonque –
Pushed me down a slide to the arena,
Megaphonium fanfare
In his cloak of words strode the ringmaster
Bid me join the parade …
Worship! – cried the clown. Im a T.V.
Making bandsmen go clockwork,
See the slinky seal Cirkus policeman,
Bareback ladies have fish.
Strongmen by his feet, plate-spinning statesman,
Accrobatically juggling –
Bids his tamers go quiet the tumblers
Lest the mirror stop turning …
Elephants forgot, force-fed on stale chalk,
Ate the floors of their cages.
Strongmen lost their hair, paybox collapsed and
Lions sharpened their teeth.
Gloves raced round the ring, stallions stampeded
Pandemonium seesaw …
I ran for the door, ringmaster shouted,
All the fun of the Cirkus!