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