circus door

I always approach the circus door 
uneasily knowing what's inside. 
There's knife-throwing going on in 
there. There's elephant smell. There's 
acrobat husband and big clown bride. 
There's bleachers and straw and it's all 
in tents. There's echoes of childish 

screams,
and more. I know all of 
this. It's no 
surprise 

I always approach the circus door