the arcade
the wind carried us
to that enchanting place
we thought we were riding
on a magic carpet
but it was just an
ordinary automobile
one with fins or wings
and a wide open mouth
eating everything
until skidding to a halt
dropping us off
into another world
one with flippers &
joysticks & bells & whistles
clinks & clanks
sirens & dings & laughter
september two thousand twenty-four
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