I lost my balance in a night of words
among intense loops and somersaults,
where my mind intrigued for a moment
the only answer I was allowed to expect.
And I went on telling myself nonsense
about how things were supposed to go,
about love, awareness and attraction
about the circus and the trapeze,
control of emotions and its medicine.
No more I will be blatantly confident,
when everything else is safe but my heart,
so that in the pure shine of the truth
mirrors a whole world of emptiness and lies.