It fascinates us by taking life to bizzare extremes,
by emphasizing the kinship between nightmares and dreams.
Beauty and ugliness morphing and dancing, figure and ground,
like in the faces and vase illusion, flipping around.
Fear and joy swing and sway, push and jam,
knock us and jerk us.
Life only sometimes is a cabaret, old chum –
sometimes it’s circus.
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