Throughout this day Ive been invited to ride
a horse on the merry go round of the aniety of others
that spins round and round.
Im spinning and spinning. Now my stomach is churning.
I lean into the turn only to gaze into the dizzying whir
as the merry-go-round carries me around and around
causing the blue sky beyond the fairground to spin out of focus.
You must hold on to the reigns of the plaster steed because
you never know if this ride will ever end.
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