Le Circ

Yesterday I hit my forehead on the lion's mouth, he asked me with his gaze, why I wasn't looking when I walked and I told him I tend to look down when I stroll inside the tent. Then I left him behind and ventured in leaps toward the clown's dressing room, I told him not to make me laugh again, but he answered with one of those smiles that are contagious, therefore, today I smiled. It's not easy, for those of us who live among giants but grew up with timidity, to manage to slap the best elephant tamer in the world, but yesterday, yesterday while he slept I struck him so hard on the cheek that I thought when he woke he'd tattoo his knee on my forehead. But nothing happened, he kept sleeping, immutable in his state of solidity, giant, inefficient before his surroundings, energetically clumsy, but powerful, happy. Every time I see him eating peanuts at his gigantic table I feel depressed, I get furious, I lose sleep, but this time I couldn't hold the impulse and that's why I lifted myself so high off the ground to leave my fingers drawn on the left side of his face. After that, I walked slowly toward the cage with my head held high, I bumped into a vase, so many aphrodisiacs have left me sick, had I known that chocolates break desires I would have switched to candies that taste like something less. It is a small thing to feel sadness for what belongs to others, I have always felt it, the desire to reach the top has always chased me, never the desire to pick up what I don't understand. From down here the bounce feels stronger when you step on the ground, and that is why I permanently tremble, tremble and tremble, my right hand only rests when I see her and my left goes on vacation when it has to adjust my hat. Tomorrow we move and as always I leave behind some "I love you", at the next destination I'll find someone else to flood me with new thoughts, to manage my arteries or to destroy my attempts. From down here, it's easier to wake up from dreams, that's why every day I live with new dreams and I've learned that if I don't bathe the monkeys won't miss me anymore. Living on chocolate may seem austere, but I swear that when every eye is so far away, I prefer the sweet over the foreign.