SOULS CIRCUS
Mirthful laughter
I beacon the begging of the supernatural pattern
the super luminal light
conscious of multiple star clusters
reigning on in structured moon light
functionally begotten birth right
dancing and beaming their brilliance
woebegone childlike mischief
founded on principles of innocence
twirling upon fabulous iridescence
makers of self important sleek symbolism
marching into creative mirrors and streaking across
many inroads and hiding places
listless enlightened flaming faces
plastered upon the skyline
fracturing the domelike shape of myriad enclosed
sunset worlds
riding off into the horizon
starlit nights and brilliant cathedral magnetism
treetop hopping curious wavelengths
stratosphere compartmentalized then reconfigured
assembled and dissolved