White on white
fades to nothing --
fades to everything.
Tethered outside the glamour --
but then,
aren't we all?
They have trained her
to jump up and beg
for her dinner.
When business is slack
he crushes ice
and sucks on a piece.
You can't make a circus
without
breaking the ground.
Smiles
become monstrous
inside the big top.
New Mexico --
I was looking
for a barbershop.
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