Feeling the need
for unbridled freedom
I spent my lonely day
at the park-
straight ahead lay
a carousel of flying horses
so many choices
for an experienced
rider such as myself
I choose the tan filly-
with lovely touches of
pink and shades
of lavender
slightly worn
but still-
strong and steady
I ride side saddle
like a true lady-
in the English country side
half way through-
my horse bucks me
I fall face down on my pride
From the distance-
I hear a whistling
sound of a train
I buy a one way ticket
to paradise-
A train painted fire engine red
stares at me-
I am I the only
adult child on this journey
seems a mass exodus-
of children escaping home today
maybe the train will take us
to the desert to roam-
for forty years and collect fish
from the sky-
I got nowhere today-
just another day of
traveling in circles
I'm a true failure at making-
progress
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