After the -call- [Circus]

Music is rioting-
Colours banding across our faces
Like the night the light in the tent the magic

Arising

I see here another world hidden floating inside this only one I,
I am possibly in.
Partially.

Please.
Tell me you wouldn't do it.
Do lions smile like that?
The monkeys dance,
Or spiders scream?

I see here the life I should have lived-
So if life had a choice for me I’d be selfish
And take instead of give.

Yes.
I’d rather be a mystery.