Cigarette smoke
Low in the air
Filling lungs along with the smell
Of fried things, that shouldn’t be fried
Screams fill the night, lit up with rides
Riiiiing riiiiing
Little girl gets a bunny the size of her
Fluffy
Bright blue
The same blue of her eyes
Which light up with joy
Boom
Brightly colored sparks
Fly
Through the black sky
Posted in response to the challenge Carnival.
Comments
You nailed the atmosphere of a small town carnival: the sights, the smells, the sounds. I can picture it so clearly!
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