Requiem For A Merry-Go-Round Poem by Colin Pickett

Requiem For A Merry-Go-Round



He cried

as the lights and sounds came
crashing
down on his body.

The
herd heard
his cries
but galloped on,
bridled in Easter colors
and flacid
eyes.

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