Word of the Day Challenge #57-Untitled Poem

Drawn ahead
brightly colored lights
calliope music loud in the night
fatigued feet plod
one in front of the other
as I hope for sustenance….. 
a place to rest for awhile.
Bursting into view
a gaudy whore
dressed for the evening
showing her wares for all to delight.
Freak Shows.
Big Top.
Lions.
Tigers.
And Bears.
Rides with screaming patrons
games rigged for all to loose
beneath it all
a sultry rhythm calls.
Enticed
hunger rising through me
blood pulses in my ears
I lust
following the song
knowing
I am where I am to be 
at this time.
Sandalwood scented smoke
satin raised tent
room for one
I look around
for the ballad has come to an end.
Senses clearing
eyes wide open
I come awake
unsure how I arrived here
why I had come here
wanting only to hear that melody once more.
Snagged by a song
plunged into chaotic circles
now a sullied chick-a-de
loving my bizarre life
you must come and see.
©Sept. 2/19
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