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Lori A. Williams

Crazy Beautiful

You remind me of an old time carnival --
with freak shows and elephants
wearing pink tiaras. The townsfolk waited all year
to laugh and take photos of things
they knew nothing about, things
that got them out of their life for a day or so.
They could forget their sadness for one evening;
get cotton candy, ride the Ferris wheel, pet
a pig in a funny costume. It was all crazy and
beautiful for them. But Monday’s happen
and carnivals are packed up like those
whose lives change,  yet become more
than they were before. You remind me of this
because you make me crazy beautiful.  You have things
packed up, after your sunshine show,
after everyone goes home and you are alone,
there. We can make our own carnival, you know.
We can be crazy beautiful.

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