carnival 2
And now thinking of that place
Where I once fed dreams
Where sky and water met.
A city where carnival meant
hungry habits gorged on tourists
Where veins fed through liquid swords.
Where love laid dying
Crushed beneath the weight of 1,000
Broken hearts,
Misguided misled mistakes.
Passion forced from unwilling mouths
enough that blue blood runs red
no one is safe
Poets ramble to cement partners
Fed by psychics and small shiny trinkets.
Here in the carnival city
I escape
From humanity, life, and those who would
Love honestly
Where I once fed dreams
Where sky and water met.
A city where carnival meant
hungry habits gorged on tourists
Where veins fed through liquid swords.
Where love laid dying
Crushed beneath the weight of 1,000
Broken hearts,
Misguided misled mistakes.
Passion forced from unwilling mouths
enough that blue blood runs red
no one is safe
Poets ramble to cement partners
Fed by psychics and small shiny trinkets.
Here in the carnival city
I escape
From humanity, life, and those who would
Love honestly
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