Copyright 2012 RC deWinter~ All Rights Reserved
At the Circus
Interesting place, the circus,
all kinds of alien carneys hanging around waiting to perform,
wrapping limbs possessively Laocoon-like
around each other
while standing at the bar.
then locking in perfect comprehension
turning away in the condescension of the presumed-upon:
how dare s/he!
It can be amusing, being the audience,
watching the circus while waiting for the next glass slipper.
(Funny thing about glass slippers these days -
they're always two sizes two small,
unless they're half a size too big.
In either case the foot doesn't fit and the slipper shatters.
It's better when the shoe's too big.
That way it slides off and breaks and there's no harm to
the metatarsals or the long and elegant toes.
Trying to squeeze into a glass slipper too small is a bitch,
and you don't know 'til you try that it ain't gonna fit.
Appearances can, as they say, be deceiving.
But I digress...