~Carousel~

everything changes
but nothing
changes and
in between we
exist

I will
leave the
light on
picking apart
wreckage sometimes
truth hides

I keep
my heart
at bay
when dreams
go sideways

when dreams
don't come
true the
right way
they can
become nightmares

the smell
of perfume
is titillating
in the air
I call
these the
carousel years
undecided, uncertain

loops and circles
stops and stars
it goes
round and round
the cost
of admission
pays over
time its the
ride that's
well-rounded
until it
hits the
ground

cards on
the table
were all
living in
virtual reality

the sun
struggles in
a circle of
white light
to break
through the
cellophane fog
red flowers
fall slowly
like ripe
fruit suspended

~Sarah Mahina Calvello~