(working for a bankrupt circus)
after David Berman
Working for a bankrupt circus on the wrong
end of a Saturday night, and I want to be like water
if I can. I want to find the quietest
and easiest way out.
I want to be frozen and move like a glacier,
I want to be turned to gas and join the clouds.
Instead of cleaning up the elephant shit,
I want to be an elephant.
I want to be a tiger.
I want an old man to stick his crooked finger in the air
and then point to me and wonder how.
Water knows no end, like love's ridiculous gestures.
I want to be the ten foot wave that knocks you down
and steals your breath.
I want to be the drip
from your faucet that keeps you an insomniac.
I want to be that pop in your ear,
that then runs down your canal.
I want to keep your whiskey cold.
I want you to soak your feet in me.
Tonight, I got lost making cotton candy.
What spun was bigger than a snowman.
I want you to be that sugar
that dissolves in my mouth.
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