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Stained
Shackled to carousel thoughts,
round and round.
But these horses are all dark
and their teeth are bared.
The music jars, a jagged melody
painting scraps of every wrong word.
Published 6th Dec 2014
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7th Dec 2014 12:31pm
Very vivid portrait of unrest and tension ... even violence, for there is something that is inherently maniacal in the grimaces and body contortions of those damned ponies ...
And that non stop organ grinder music could be from a horror flick ...
Great metaphorical piece.
And that non stop organ grinder music could be from a horror flick ...
Great metaphorical piece.
7th Dec 2014 2:06pm
Anonymous
7th Dec 2014 3:22pm
the carousel of life
(all aboard...)
(all aboard...)
