THE CAROUSEL


Love Can't



Buy Friends

you do your best
shrug your shoulders,
take one last look,

the stud with the vibrant finish,
the innocent looking bench,
the painted Ram,
the only Unicorn
the long necked Giraffe,
the stripped Zebra

they,
pushed you off
,

good friends,
stab you in the front,
isn't that what they use to say,

guess it was the,
wrong Carousel,
reproductions,
and forged signatures;
no beads of passion
not on these carvings.

you remount ,
the black horse
a two leg stance
flames that flair

the same circle,
same ride at the fair,
around you go again,

you do your best.

Armand Hamouth


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