My Heart Belongs to the Trapeze

This girl was angular
There was suddenly an arm where her leg had been
Tied around a rope
On a trapeze
She didn’t swing; she bent
All in on herself
Like a knot with a head
And long hair
Then feet where hands weren’t
All the while this song played
With a heavy tambourine and
I thought she would fall
But I did instead

10.04.10

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