Wednesday, September 26, 2012

places such as these


places such as these

sad popcorn, buttery carnival
eyes, stalls of striped
amusement, a
ccordion
hands
waving with
fingers plunking change
into hats of buskers while the keyboard
gets tickled with french frenzy
the kissing booth sits
empty for a break
down or up
these are
sad
places
in a clown
full of cars at
intersections with
radios turned up,
cacophonies, flags flipping,
face painted with an island of
maps, a pirate's bird, the pair of sunglasses
blooming from giddy flushed
cheeks, a dirty dance with street
performers, i can tell
the secret now i
can say it for
certain this
place
is fertile
colorful and
tragic it is unlike
itself always the next
twist of the moon with ladders
and treetops you can tell it
to sleep or sleepover
or to slip away and
still it will
bubble
and pop it will
bubble
and blow

9.9.12

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