The fair flashing lights
Invite me inside
To waist-making foods
And gut-hurling rides
But I know that it won’t
Be the same as before
Only strangers await
Beyond the barred door
A Poetic Dive into the Creative Unconscious
The fair flashing lights
Invite me inside
To waist-making foods
And gut-hurling rides
But I know that it won’t
Be the same as before
Only strangers await
Beyond the barred door