You caught me,
headful of circus lights
handing out love with no gift receipt and
nowhere to put it down.
And you ran, circus boy, fast
as your pinstripe legs would let you.
Leaking out excuses in your big
Boy I would have loved you,
lion tamer. Would have dazzled you,
trapeze. Would’ve ridden your car
til the end of the tracks.
Where else could you find
a mystic like me, beaded
swaying breasts your future
in my palm, I would have
shown you what it is to swallow
fire. Charmed every last one
of your marvelous snakes. Lover
I would have caught your bullet
between my silver teeth.