Blue Circus Poem by luke holt

Corner the lepers
Brainwash the tide
Join a blue circus
Your first kiss inside

Taunting the tempest
Blinding the sage
Soaring the sea on a newspaper page






Come and we dance under a galaxy
Feel the sensation of light-years and we
For tomorrow we dance under a Capricorn tree
And see what the jester has waiting for me

Deviant circuits
Violent machines
Conjuring demons of hellish pristine

Opulent merchants
Shuffle and bleed
Nobles and pharaohs
Equestrian steeds

Memories vacant
Flaccid and slow
These are the dances of the carnival show

Come and we dance under a galaxy
Feel the sensation of light-years and we
For tomorrow we dance under a Capricorn tree
And see what the jester has waiting for me


Foxtrots and lightning
Salsa and swing
Upset by the minions of trivial things

Mirrors on top of the world as it seems!
Slow phantom reveries and harlequin screams

Come and we dance under a galaxy
Feel the sensation of light-years and we
For tomorrow we dance under a Capricorn tree
And see what the jester has waiting for me

Beaches engulfed with rubicund screams
Russet clouds merging with half eaten dreams

I can smell colors
Touch tastes and see sounds
Humanity's tragic
So I'm not around

The living, departed, disdainful, and slow
The creamy sunset blocks the mercury flow

Lions and eagles and leopards and echoes
Think before feeling
Give Christ blood to winos

Come and we dance under a galaxy
Feel the sensation of light-years and we
For tomorrow we dance under a Capricorn tree
And see what the jester has waiting for me