Jackson C. Frank My Name Is Carnival
I’ve seen your face in every place that I’ll be goin’
I read your words like black hungry birds read every
song
Rise and fall
Spin and call
And my name
Is carnival
Sad music in the night
Sings a scream of light out of chorus
And voices you might hear appear and disappear
In the forest
Short and tall throw the ball
And my name is carnival
Strings of yellow tears
Drip from black wire fears
In the meadow
And their white halos spin
With an anger that is thin
And turns to sorrow
King of all
Hear me call
Hear my name
Carnival
Here there is no law
But the arcade’s penny claw
Hanging empty
The painted laughing smile
And the turning of the style
Do not envy
And the small
Can steal the ball
To touch the face
Of carnival
The fat woman frowns
At screaming frightened clowns
That move enchanted
And a shadow lie and waits
Outside your iron gates
With one wish granted
Colours fall
Throw the ball
Play the game
Of carnival
Without a thought of size
You come to hypnotize
The danger
The world that comes apart
Has no single heart
When life is stranger
Wheel and call
Clawed dreams all
In the name
Of carnival
Wheel and call
Clawed dreams all
In the name
Of carnival
