What do you think of 'Silent Circuses Dance' so much for poetry, poem?

[Mykael Libertine]

"For a dollar I tell your fortune"
barks the harker, soliciting
The tatooed weather worn flesh
of my free verse, nicotine stained
The peeling paint and rusting bolts
of a school picnic tragedy

Once I stalked these fair grounds
to find a fair haired girl, my age
to woo and strain form happiness
titling a fifth of Black label
and a morose smile
of hemp seed teeth

The vers' of philosophy
bent on the repugnant and vile
clinged to my soul like a hall of horror
where the mirrors distorted
the dangling skeleton's laughter

The sizzler of summer sings
a metal tune, of alumumin
and plastic lights color
revolving its lunar cycle
as I stand in line sweating

[Dondi]

The silent music is so loud, I can hear it as well.