away from the towns
and the well trod lanes,
the avenues and squares
comes the call
the call of the calliope
even now
in hours that should be lost to sleep
it calls
and in my mind, visions
in those visions so clear
I dance beneath the bright colored tents
of some long ago fair
dancing to the music of the calliope.
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I like the simplicity of the lines.