Dreams dance like show bears on a train parked on a siding, the Big Top is in town, a three-ring circus memory binder filled with old trick pony notions, the covers of dimestore novels, sideshow dreams of youth riding bareback on horses of memory. Nightmoon calls softly through dirty skylight, ceiling fan wraps air in its arms and croons a whispered, one-note melody accompanied only by a faint click track, one tick per revolution, while the potential audience snores on, oblivious to the Greatest Show on Earth until morning tiptoes in from the east and spotlights the whole extravaganza once more. Bring on the Fat Lady! Bring on the Clowns! The Bearded Lady awaits her Strongest Man In The World lover and the lion roars for his lost veldt as the Tamer cracks the whip. The Tightrope Walker knows it's all a matter of balance. Step right up, folks! The show's always about to begin!
© Bob Loomis
September 2013
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