Monochrome ponies advance
on a silent carousel
Whatever became of the calliope?
Another fiction of my youth?
Quiet mechanical creaking
wood floors with no plastic
Im old enough now to ride the bench
but where is my ticket?
Lets ride again!
Monochrome ponies advance
on a silent carousel
Whatever became of the calliope?
Another fiction of my youth?
Quiet mechanical creaking
wood floors with no plastic
Im old enough now to ride the bench
but where is my ticket?
Lets ride again!
Yes, let’s. Wonder is so vital to loving life.
I like wonder, but I like fun better. No bench for me – let me on one of those horses!