Silent Circus

The circus fun-house was child's-play
designed to scare a crawling toddler,
cheap warped mirrors and bad actors
who half-heartedly jumped out of shadows.
 
Boredom drove me there alone,
by the time I left night had fallen
and so had an eerie shroud of silence
that surrounded every tent and ride
I scanned the grounds around the circus
and not one person did I spy.
 
Just blowing winds howling like ghosts
rocking Ferris wheel's creaking cradle,
lights still illuminating rides
a tickling chill ran down my spine
can't comprehend where people went
somehow they vanished in the mist
like a sick joke some madman invents.
 
I briskly walked towards the gate
to leave the park and see what's wrong
but an elephant blocked my path
and turned to me speaking in tongues
 
Just then music blared in loud tin speakers
and the Ferris wheel began to spin
before me there was instantly a crowd
of corpses toting cotton candy
I feared they'd begin stalking me...
 
Then that instant I realized
I had lost my unhinged mind.

https://allpoetry.com/poem/13275351-Silent-Circus--by-WhiteTiger