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The Fire Burns
Poems
Nov 2017
The Funhouse
Mesmerized by swirling lights,
kaleidoscopic colors flash,
reflections of silvered mirrors
simply add to the confusion.
Lurking clowns with orange hair,
crawl amongst the shadows,
waiting in ambush,
armed with terrifying laughter.
Slippery slides and trap doors,
lead to fearful passageways,
a labyrinth of neon trees,
roamed by purple minotaurs.
Helixes of pink and yellow,
spin baffling the mind,
tables and chairs on the floor,
but we walk upon the ceiling.
Jets of air blast through the floor,
surprising and delighting,
and suddenly the door opens,
and real life rushes in.
Written by
The Fire Burns
M/Artesia, NM
(M/Artesia, NM)
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