the ferris wheel

beautiful wheel
high up in the sky
twisting twisting twisting
round and round it goes
coming up each time at the same exact angle
tangible colours and sensations dot the night
bobbles of bright colours
round and round it goes
the wheel of life
eliptical journey
each day the sun rises, each day the sun sets
gently it spins its metallic braces and arms
the night sky is lit
sparkling
echoes
up
up
up
the dancing colours
of the carnival go higher and higher into the shimmering sky
soon the great wheel whirls
faster
and faster
it has become a blur of light and sound
as people in the seats laugh
and scream
as they go
round and round it goes
it is magical
it has transformed from a gargantuan hunk of metal
into
a
go
my eyes watch it spin
round and round it goes
i am fascination by its lunar journey
along its spectral orbit
it is
as though
only i can see it
i am not at the carnival
i am
somewhere
else
soon, as all of the world disappears before my eyes
i am on a flat plain of black ground
before me
the ferris wheel