the carnival is dark and mysterious
clowns twirl their feathered hair
red carved smiles hide grimaced mouths
pink painted cheeks dripping dust from sweat and grime
children's laughter ricochets off the rides' metal carcasses
gray-yellow light cascades throughout heads of soft down
mother's wary eye watches from above
her hand, though rough and hard, dances around the whimsical facade
the clowns dance faster and faster
spinning and weaving huge nets of fly-away web
children's eyes are filled with red smiles and pink cheeks
but mother's eyes widen to see grimaced mouths and dripping paint
children skip and fly into the web by clowns
giggles erupt- they are covered and warm
mother cries out- they're strangled and helpless
but the clowns' lips curl as they teach the children
the dance of the carnival
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