Wednesday, May 15, 2013

Another poem- still by me- still shit

A Broken Dream
 
I quickly fell asleep one night
And my dream was wonderful
It was a carnival
Magicians, sword-eaters, and even killer clowns
I like this place
It’s full of fun
I would like to stay
I walked through the funhouse
And saw it there
The real carnival
The one that’s trapped me here
I rode more rides
I had some fun
But now I know the pain
Of a man
A carnival man
One who’s gone astray
Even now I think
That I can leave
But alas
It has me

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