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| The Last Spin Giant Ferris wheel of life mausoleum of sights, a maiden’s voyage into a carnival of faces. Circling hula hoops, sipping Jamba juice in a fancy booth Champagne vows on jeweled nights, forget-me-nots tangled in chatter, nutter natter oscillating between limerick and slapstick. Then— sun breaking on the ocean, hammocks swaying with piña coladas, clumsy somersaults, meandering brooks, jilted hedgerows, weepy dandelions. A cathartic ricochet- Pick-me-ups— not a charlatan, not a floozy. Slim pickings on Sunday radio, not many arrows in the arsenal. Chokers, black nails, wine-dark lips, like detours and impasses, paper-thin hearts humming with hiccups. And away from comely comrades, down the rabbit hole of Wonderland, jingling keys open to abracadabra far away— only to discover: rusty masks, weary parades, thickets of prisms, prickly burdens, rose-colored glasses, sloppy excuses The wheel quickens, flinging fragments into air, each turn dissolving, until the cycle itself becomes iridescent, divine. @Rashi M |