Abstract Poems

	Carousel You beseech the steel jaws Gnashing at your back Sending darts into Places you'd rather forget But you still ask With those tears Bring the parent to task With that soured smile You turn around, around The teeth you want to see White with your name Frightening your steps But you still wish here To be devoured Still tempt the Furies To share your cause © David Incoll 2001
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