Circus Act

Underneath the blazing sun horror widens it’s gape A merciless ploy to encapsulate gullible minds It knows you are familiar and yet you abandon your truth on the tightrope above Trying to maintain your balance But it’s tongue threatens to swallow you whole A relentless abomination with a thousand heads screams for you to tumble through the needle's eye So you make do with illusions because if you were to fail, madness would take its toll And though you jest, there still remains a man behind the clown One who proves his certainty with beasts full of air and a smile that could easily be smeared