The Serpent Consumes Itself

December 14, 2018

You won’t like why I’m telling

you this story about when the carnival

came to town. Set up in the mall

parking lot next to the dying Sears,

the late summer heat glints off the steel,

and from the top of the Ferris wheel, I

can see the highway rising like an ordinary

hallucination in the dog days of summer.

It leaves within days as if it was never

there, and yet I am still suspended

on the top of this world I’ve known

forever, understanding this limbo exists

within my blood, knowing when the carnival

comes to town, I know it never really left.


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