DEVIL’S CAROUSEL

To celebrate #TBT (throwback Thursday) I thought I would post a poem I wrote when I was younger. It makes me laugh now and reminds me of my infatuation with Stephen King stories.

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The music was loud

People were noisy

Totally oblivious

To the steady beat

The anxious need

They would all feed

The carnival horses

Dove up then down

The carousel ride

A continuous round

Nobody noticed; death

Sat patient on a horse

Never getting off

Waiting for close

Waiting to lead

These adorably hungry

Merry-go-round steeds

Tonight they would ride

Past their perimeter

And instead of dreams

Nightmares…

Yes at least one

Beautifully black mare

Would consume the children

Who visited the fair