circus

my mind has been a lonely soul of thought,
wandering here, meandering there
in an endless traveling circus.
the chimps dance and swing,
bright colors clash in angry lights
that fly and swirl in frightened synchrony.
the trapezist flies, the acrobat falls,
and stretched across the ground
the contortionist groans in pained symmetry.
lions roar, elephants stomp,
chaos sings her anthem
in madness contained within this tent.
and i in bewilderment stand,
surrounded by all this,
wishing for escape,
wondering how i ever managed
to fill my mind
with mass confusion.