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The Devil's Carnival (Villanelle) by Ranger

Flashing lights become a string of pearls Flailing arm a blur in fast descent Crashing down so quick, this crying girl A measured joke designed by grinning churl Laughter follows cracks in porcelain Flashing lights become a string of pearls Merry, aren't you in this teacup twirl? Spinning swifter - see how far you bend! Crashing down so quick, this crying girl A banner of the devil's face unfurls Crossing tents of concentrating men Flashing lights become a string of pearls Sing for us, you fragile little merle Body blackened, blue eyes look so zen Crashing down so quick, this crying girl Let us paint your face with streaks and swirls Tomorrow you must visit us again! Flashing lights become a string of pearls Crashing down so quick, this crying girl

ecargo 12-Mar-06/12:24 PM
re: bullying--it does come through, in the black and blue, in the grinning and the laughing, etc. The mottling of merle works, I think (had to look up "merle"--I only know it from Robert Plant singing about his dog, Strider--a blue-eyed merle--a million years ago); you probably even get away with churl because this has something of an "out of time" feel to it.




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