Say it's easy to forget your apologies.

Make your conscience relinquish its guilt.

This is not Sunday mass or a holiday.

Look me in the eyes and you'll see.


Mr. Barnum clutching his cane.

Mr. Barnum breaks you in his game.


Never cross examined or ever occupied.

Making cracks in the mirror as he smiles.

He always listens for suicide and destruction.

He greets your stigma with aggression vicious and cannibalistic.


Mr. Barnum clutches his cane.

Mr. Barnum breaks you in his game.

Mr. Barnum calls to you.