the breeze

[pajalutrosis]

So after I hug the bars of the merry go round
I must step off
or the bars become my prison and we spin round and round and round and round together in a maddening frenzy that squeezes the lemon juice out of our brains.
I step off,
and realize that the sun is shining.

Comments

[symphonyoflight]

*smiles*

Love you, Paula! *hugs*

Shine, sun, shine! :D

[pkelley]

?????

Maybe I should stop trying to understand poetry. It's starting to hurt my head.