I had always wanted to be
the center of attention
until I was shackled
into the main attraction
of her sideshow.
A three-ring circus and her
freak show, fisting gaping
chests and shredding hearts.
I stepped right up
and felt the twisting
of my head,
I heard the cracking
of my skull,
and I was mesmerized
when the spotlight hit
my juggled mind and I
heard a thundering ovation.
© Nicole Lyons 2017
I kind of want to write a short story about this
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I have a much longer version of this that will be going in The Lithium Chronicles
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Excellent– look forward to reading it. Is The Lithium Chronicles something separate from your WordPress blog?
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Yes, it’s my next book
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Ooooo. Exciting!
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Very. I hope it’s good 😉
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I’m sure it will be 🙂 ❤
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Love it
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Oh, the prices we are willing to pay for those thundering ovations.
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Reblogged this on cabbagesandkings524 and commented:
Nicole gets a thundering ovation.
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Very interesting, on how one longed for attention, and when you get it, it didn’t matter if it’d caused you to break…
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Superb piece.
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