In Arcs

We glide in crystal swanboat lemons
Never taste as good as limes we
Bought before the fair got started
Off the way we meant to do but really
Why don’t you believe?

We spin in arcs down from the mountain
Side of fries that don’t contain much
Salt or peppering with questions
For the gallery, but really
Why don’t you believe?

You know what you have been through tell me
Why don’t you believe?

Author: Beleaguered Servant

Owen "Beleaguered" Servant (a/k/a Sibelius Russell) writes poetry mostly, with an occasional pause to have a seizure.

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