(for all the fringe artists out there feeling a little beat-up)
acrobats
damn those goofy fools
and their rubber bones
who drag their wild weather
wherever they go
so ferociously flexible
so transcendental
so rude
acrobts are the leading cause of jungle gyms,
giggle-ism and restless leg syndrome
acrobats are like sugary snacks, they’ll ruin your dinner
evil playmates who eat birthday cake
all year long
worst of all, acrobats will steal your tv, so easily
and so completely, you won’t remember owning one
all acrobats wear bullet-proof jackets, just in case in snows
all acrobats wear ugly hats, except those who don’t
acrobats like to feed baby ducks on the grave site of
dee dee ramone, king of acrobats
acrobats make and trade the most horrible things:
chinese finger traps
left-handed puddle shovels
egyptian ice cream forks
poetry and totem poles
and worst of all, nun flavored gum
all acrobats have loose screws, which makes them rattle
like spare change in the dryer
some call it music, some call it inspired
songs that sound like lunatic finger-strumming rubberband lips
nobody like lunatic acrobat music, except those who do
and worst of all
we need to build a wall, to keep them contained
some kind of acrobat habitat
but what is it exactly
that makes them so dangerous to cardboard cutout society?
too quick with a joke? too fast on their feet? too many tricycles on flimsy highwires?
dancing on beach balls? running around thinking their own thoughts?
damn them! damn them all to kansas!
and how do we defeat them?
some call an exterminator
some scrape away the bad brainwaves with a hot coat hanger
some bang their heads on church bells
some cuss out the waiter and leave one percent tips
some get their yawn on and try to forget
some bury their heads in suburban homesteads and wallow in comfortable sorrow
but not me
i’ve got acrobats in my attic
and couldn’t be happier
posted for shay’s word garden word list
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