sideshow afternoon

foliage of another time
garden walks wind up in filth
the dirt of the day
caressing molestations
in the grass, in the bush
days forgotten
days remembered
blended and shredded all at once
a Cuisinart of emotion
a flury fury
a simple gesture
from a jestor
makes one explode
with the grime and grit
the gorged glutton
explosions for all to see
you need only pay a nickle
and no one yet has seen the buffalo