Imagine a circus, a human zoo.
Now imagine a woman, presenting a
sword in the air as you
hold your breath.
Her’s has almost run out.
She stands proud in front of her poster,
Edith Clifford.”Champion Sword Swallower of the world!”
She runs the bayonet over her etched throat
teasing you, preparing you for the main event.
You think you see yourself in the reflection of the blade.
You want her to slip, don’t you? You’re not
alone, its in everyone’s threats.
She hesitates but triumphs.
The word applause is added to her heavily branded body.