The Old Merry-Go-Round

May 5, 2014 at 4:40 pm (Dominic Alapat, Poetry)

in my school

how it rusted

broke down

and became

dangerous

once it was green, blue, yellow and red

it slowly crumpled

the small garden

it was in

became a mess

too many weddings

too much cooking

it became a wasteland

dry yellow stalks

grew in the iron

and wood

the mangled metal

hanging jaws

arms

angry

tilting like an old woman the sun burned away from our minds.

 

– Dominic Alapat

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