Night: her sable dome scattered with diamonds,Fused my dust from a light year,Squeezed me to her breast, sowed me wit
h carbon,Strung my warp across timeGave me each a horse, sunrise and graveyard,Told me only I was her;Bid me face the east
closed me in questionsBuilt the sky for my dawn...Cleaned my feet of mud, followed the emptyZebra ride to the Cirkus,Past
a painted cage, spoke to the payboxGlove which wrote on my tongue-Pushed me down a slide to the arena,Megaphonium fanfare.I
n his cloak of words strode the ringmasterBid me join the parade...'Worship!' cried the clown, 'I am a T.I.Making bandsmen
go clockwork,See the slinky seal Cirkus policeman;Bareback ladies have fish.'Strongmen by his feet, plate-spinning statesman
,Acrobatically juggling-Bids his tamers go quiet the tumblersLest the mirror stop turning...Elephants forgot, force-fed on
stale chalk,Ate the floors of their cages.Strongmen lost their hair, paybox collapsed andLions sharpened their teeth.Glove
s raced round the ring, stallions stampededPandemonium seesaw...I ran for the door, ringmasters shouted,'All the fun of the
Cirkus!'