I love his chambers,
I love the way his words move gracefully
With his body.
I love his grip,
I love the way his hands rip voraciously
At my subconscious
I love his vibration.
Never has an energy been so capable of such divine destruction.
I asked you, Circus members, to send me words which I will use as inspiration for short poems. Each piece is titled according to the word it was inspired by.