five-one/

©2021 Michael Raven

the machine marches on
seasons once at standstill
flash by like a carousel ride
at the pandemonium carnival
it is always autumn
filled with october people
in their long face grey coats sighs

i used to know daylight
i used to know night
but these shadow spaces know neither
trapped beyond the threshold now

this padded wall realm
wearies even luddites
so we calliope ride waves
wondering for the
switch to turn the ride back 

 

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