Under the Big Top

She wears a blacked out version of disrespect

A whited out position on the worst case scenario

And in the waves of ridiculousness he feels altered

In her presence he feels lost and ridiculed

But she goes on her merry little way prancing about like a circus pony

Drawing in the gaze of a thousand spectators

Who wilt away under the firelight of her torch light

And as fireflies dance on the graves of these young old people

They will fade away too

Fade fast into a beautiful oblivion,

Into a far off place off set by an airline that got the destination completely wrong

He was hurt and wounded in her presence but he needed to be there

When all else seemed lost he had to stay and ponder it

He had to dream it,

And ultimately conceive of a better solution to the obsolete verdict that was him

She smiled on though, convinced of her superiority

Convinced in the conviction of a thrown out case that she was one in a billion

When she was only one and the same

Slithering under her spotlight, but still drawing in the sights of the predators

High strung and lethal predators,

And as the flight descended at an alarming rate the whole world flashed by in waves of fogged images

And it was completely lost amongst the stars as to what this place truly was

And finally when they both removed their shoes and threw away their parachutes

They could finally have what they wanted, though they had no time to have it at all

For in their dream scape of their dreamland it was full of existence

Their reality was scattered rubble upon a broken gravel street

In a place that closely resembled hellfire and brimstone.