Circus Contraption Mendel The Magnificent
oh my love
my sweet love
how your kiss lingers strange on my lips
the faint stench of hay
remnants of clay
that rash on your head
peanuts in bed
it strikes me odd
so very clear
i sense there is something
a miss
I was in love
Mendel the magnificent
he was the circuses resident knife thrower
strong man and large mammal care taker
big handsome not too bright
he was perfect
i love the thrill of being strapped to his target
knifes piercing the wood all around me
the intensity of his concentration
boreing right into me
On stage we where naturals
daring and delicate
daggers and velvet
a breath taking sight
with tragedy always just inches away
our love guided blades hit just right
then one day i noticed a hint of indifference in Mendel
he stopped throwing his knifes as close into me as usual
and a woman can notice the details you know?
he was lingering late at the large mammal tent every night
i knew he had found another
that greasy lying bastard
why would he do it? why would he trow away our love
our life, our act
how could he have possibly found somebody more appealing than me
how careless ungrateful and wrong could he be
to destroy what we had for some tryst in a tent
the was nobody in town half as charming as me
so i followed him to see where he went
as i snuck behind the flapping canvas
the sight i saw was cause for alarm
Mendel in an elephants arms
suddenly it all made sense
the stench, the peanuts
how he wouldn't shut up about what a great specimen she was
always giving her extra hay
i remember the way she looked at him when he hosed her down
balancing on the stool just right
swinging her tail at him in that way
oh i should have known
it was all so bestial and humiliating
a womans scorn is one thing
but losing out to a saggy, rough skinned, over weight, forty pounds of dung a day, subjugated zoo species
the geometry staggering
how does he manage, hes hung like a horse but not elephant size
he must need assistance to cover the distance
does he crawl in and rub on the sides
you can never mend a heart so trampled
theres nothing left for me to do
his affair will be through
oh my love
my sweet love
how your kiss lingers strange on my lips
