Friday, March 15, 2019

11,609. I WANT TO BRING YOU TO THE ROUNDABOUT

I WANT TO BRING YOU
TO THE ROUNDABOUT
No swashbucklers here, no natives;
only these fearless free-fallers stalk
the streets. Tenth Street tents, and
the Forsyth brothers. All. Alone.
'Bring that wedge, and forget the
battle-axe. We don't need it now.'
-
The diamond car with wheels of
steel is just now hitting its stride. 
In comes the marshmallow painter,
swinging it low but hitting it high.
No words are exchanged, he just 
goes. I was born in this labyrinth
cradle and it's pretty much all I
remember. Cost Effective. Lethal
girdle. Some tunesmith, lighting
the torch. I want to bring you in.

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