where is this going?
the path is covered in leaves now
circus music in the distance
a calliope and trombone
the people on the square stare
none make eye contact with the soldier
his one good eye
he joined the carnival troupe after Iraq
no one else would hire a one armed
one legged
one eyed
man
the tattoo lady pushes him around in a wheel chair
she has an image of Jesus laughing on her forehead
parents take their children into stores
the barker walks ahead of them calling out through a megaphone
"THE SHOW BEGINS!!! THE SHOW BEGINS!!"
he is dressed in a red tuxedo
the color of rust
fall is in the air
the leaves unfallen shine yellow and gold in the sunshine
in the cool breeze
where is this going?
without mercy
without humility
we are just animals.
wkm
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