Through the Carnival Door
The screams are loud,
and getting louder.
The scent burns your nose,
and getting stronger.
The door begins to open,
and a smile slips across his face.
“Shh, shh,
follow me.”
Through the door
and around the corner,
I follow this man
Whom I don't desire.
Windows pinned up
with tacks and tape,
they hold no comfort
as he leads me forward.
Squeak, squeak,
his shoes do the talking.
Creak, creak,
the doors do the silencing.
Finally he stops,
in the middle of the room
that is bare and blank.
When did we get here?
Time is passing quickly,
but neither of us move.
Shattered in silence,
my pants begin to ring.
“Won't you be a dear,”
he raised his bulky hand,
“And tell them
I'm not here?”
Confused as ever,
I remove a device from my jeans.
“He's not here,”
Is my only reply.
Before I know it,
He's already gone.
Before a blink,
without a hint.
I follow his trail,
and a door slams closed.
I spin around,
and hit a wall.
The screams are loud,
and getting softer.
The scent is gone,
and will never return.
But I think
that
Im still trapped
here?
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I'm a 23 year old with a strange sense of humor and passion about animals. Often times my name and the word "weird" are interlinked - not as suspicious, but more addlepated or curious. I love the smell of old books and only gave in to owning a Kindle because of its advantage to having several books in hand at one time. I used to spill artwork from my fingertips, but lately with Death, Debt, and Unexpected Life Struggles words and pictures start to only frustrate and hurt me more. I believe my place is either at a desk in a classroom or in the field of learning, and was one of the only kids who hated missing days at school. I'm pursuing my education level at a slow pace for a self-payer, but I thoroughly believe one day my writing will take me where I want to go. I don't expect to become a novelist, poet or journalist - but I do strongly acknowledge my continuing experience with the English language (and some German) is my calling in some field out there somewhere. Now I just have to keep writing [life works are like a map in progress] and I'll eventually find where that place is that I want to be. Im considering Biology, Zoology, and Veterinarian.
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