Circus Act

You gotta admit it.
You had it a minute,
But held On,
And it’s Gone,
And now you ain’t with it.

Flip it though
And you See
When you lookin at ME
It’s EASY to BE
On that SIDE
Cause you Hide
When you ain’t the one
That’s in it,
But Spin it,
Around,
Up and down
You a clown;
just an Act
For a minute.

Medicine?

What do you put in your body?
That’s a long term play?
Because you’ve been told
There’s no other way?

The-doc can’t-tell-you-why?
And, he’s the M.D.?
They don’t have the answers?
And, what was his fee?!

For what? You’re kidding?
To push the drug?
Unbelievable lies
Swept under the rug.

O.K.

What did you think
Of tbe thing that you saw?
Were there conclusions
That you could draw?

Could you make it out
From where ya sat?
Do-you remember
The guy with the hat?

Takeaways? Answers?
Where are things now?
If you had to guess,
Could you tell me how?

Or, why that was
The way you thought?
Bet you could tie it
To the way you were taught.

Do ya know what i mean?
The way that it was.
As if being guided
By a particular buzz.

Hum and a click,
A chirp in the sky.
As if only you heard it,
And we all wonder why.

Because it’s just so;
Your place in this life.
We all have a back.
We’ve all taken a knife.

To the gut, to the heart,
Comes a matter of feeling;
Wounds from the past,
Forever healing,
Comes a time
Why we’ll reach
For the top of the hill,
Only to get there,
And to find ourselves still.

Still with ourselves
From the day that we came,
But now looking back
Because we have someone to blame;

For something.
For some reason.

For some reason.

Still
Moving on.

Make Sense?

Slipping.
Sliding.
Which way did you take it?
Your mind began wondering
So that you could then make it,
Your own;
Form that makes sense;
You need to name it.
Our instinct says
To capture and tame it.

Things come and go
And most only know
What they want
To hold and make sense of.