Wednesday, March 30, 2011

Flying without a net.


We once had a birthday party together, the lovely Virgoan girlfriend and I. We served bottomless White Whiskers and the Martinis were dirty. There was chocolate ganache cake with figs, and as much liquorice as a girl could wish for. Spun sugar and candlelight. The big surprise: the Magician... I introduced him to my baffled friend and watched as he entranced her, soon drawing a crowd. He bent spoons, he turned back time, he made us all a-flutter. He was a brilliant illusionist, but my favourite part was watching the faces around me - they were filled with such incredible child-like wonder, all of the world-weary cynicism left aside for a while.

And that's exactly what the circus did for us tonight.
Scented with jelly tots and buttered popcorn, this troupe of grown-up children entertain... I was by turns on the edge of my seat, then laughing so hard my ears ached and then having bouts of dislocating cold shivers. Juggling so strange and offbeat, it should have been a mess, but it was perfect. Bodies being tossed and tumbled into the air, zooming like paper aeroplanes, the flinging of ropes.

Lightning Bolt Drummer Girl in the Red Boots:
you left me breathless.
Ghostly Trapeze Acrobats: you made my heart stand still, my palms all sweaty.
Guy with Arm Muscles who Floated Horizontal from the Bar: well. You made my heart beat again.
 
We whooped and we whistled and we ahhh-d and we oooh-d.
How will I ever sleep tonight?

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Chris said...

just lovely Lil.

Morna said...

hey Lil, planning to take my boy tonight but scarce seats. how's visibility?