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Maybe narcontics 'till your brain
Is fried. and your body aches,
And you learn not to cry.
Maybe narcotics 'till you lose your friends
•••and their dissillusionment.
You're better 'cause you don't
Bow to their ways.
You're warse 'cause your
Insides bleed.
You ask me why the disillusionment.
Let's go play the blues.
Mark Metzger
Performance
no circus though, not really.
~Bt a main attraction in
that tent between two lovers,
two daring lovers. walking
a tightrope of another's heart,
pulled taunt by a life-ticket
we sold to share this height
with or.eaJiother.
but then the crash, the mor-fling.
trucks roaring 'neath the window,
landlord bellowing downstairs.
both of us caught climbing from
the netted web we fell to
in the dark, to trap the
fading dreams and falling stars of
wha t we once thought joy.
L~ancyBarry
