Quintessensual Of a Merry-Go-Round

Now I must go to write,
of a merry-go-round;
without fear,
I must steal away
and just face it;
again and again and again,
until the light goes out.

This is enough;
You know how,
and to try to reach me,
before the light goes out.

I will be up all night;
I must go now to write,
of a merry-go-round.

Copr. 1999
fyn gula It was a merry-go-round, but his horse was alive and when the ride ended, it jumped off, awkwardly moving its painted legs like it was the foal it never was. he stood there watching it and wished he would have never dismounted, still holding the reins in his hand. 000203
moonshine Eat children 000613
kim in circles
we are merry people
what's it to you?
who go