Beyond the Tent                                                                                                                           



The circus is over

     slipped from his grip    


they carried her body

     she flew to an end


beyond the tent         

      ten meters below


into a van

     closing her circle


the cats will be shipped

     within the circle


to a trace of jungle

     defined by the tent    


or piece of savannah

     pitched one morning


I sip on whiskey    

      folded the next


slow as my gaze

      sold for scrap


and focus my sights    

      for iron and brass



on Africa