Piste Cirque du Lombres



The Juggler:

Face streaked

and wet

with sweat,

half stale,


confined and


not such a

big top.

No hot shot,

he slips and

drops balls

and stops,

starts up,



and shocked

that spectacle

and pzazz

has faded fast

to this:

a slow hand clap.


The clown:

Your posters promise

Coco, not this

fucking clown.

all new drink

fresh on foul breath,

with eyes that rape

and fat thighs

thrusting crotch

to cast his net.

Cold exhibitionist.

See him spit

and bite,

crack his whip.

Watch how

he plays the


his game to

touch tits,

squeeze ass,

take aim and

smile slyly

at their shame.



C’est un

monde d’hommes.

Où sont

les femmes?




Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s