Wednesday, 24 August 2016

"Return of the Travelling Funfair"



Nothing much, then


Just some abstract link


In my mind


With a passing funfair here


One that returned recently


How could you understand


I don’t expect it


And yes, I feel rejected


I understand


That abstract can never compete


With tangible


Shared memories


But maybe to me


It’s everything


That time – this time –


Anniversaries, like a carousel


Of dreams, that expired


And pass by, unnoticed


But not by me



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