Poetry Corner

Allee McQuen

I Carry the Circus

the body of an elephant

is what brings in the audience

my body

brings the men

the men drown

in my words

the lion has a roar

that is loud

just like my voice

the lions

have such sharp teeth

just like my words

I swallow my pride

like the sword swallower

I am the circus

I am the freakshows

that you turn away at

I am the endangered animals

that you stare in awe at

the elephant is big and beautiful

like walking cement

you will see a lion in a cage

underestimating their sharp claws

they will make you bleed

like I have bled

you will grow

only to wish

that you could reach my height

you will hear my roar

and you will shake in your seat

you will see me

the lion

the king

I am the king

the lion

the elephant

the part of me

you will never forget