海角大神

Acrobat

A poem.

February 28, 2013

Acrobat

bounds

carelessly through the dark cavity, dismissing

What 20 years of investigations tell us about the Epstein files

Earth's

field of

gravity.

Hanging infinitely above the crowd, he

jumps,

Lesotho makes Trump鈥檚 polo shirts. He could destroy their garment industry.

kicks,

leaps, performs a

mile-high minuet with

no net,

orbiting overhead like a shooting star, then

plunging in a

quicksilver dive, a

racing

silky

tumble

until all that's

visible are cart-

wheeling arms and legs, a spinning

x, a

yellow blur that

zips, slips (but doesn't trip) from the ring,

听skybound again.