By kevin urenda
Date: 1 June 1999

the rodeo

Only now I see that my
heart is the clown at the 
rodeo of your love
knowing my only job is to
entertain you
or to be there (just in case) as you
do your best to get to eight seconds
of pure love
without being thrown, trampled, gored
My job is to save you
from serious harm
but when the rodeo is over
and I am alone with you
you still see me as the clown
I was and as
I am...

5/21/99