By Unchained Date: 2001 Aug 13 Comment on this Work [[2001.08.13.09.42.30762]] |
Astride a painted horse on the carrousel of her quest she thinks herself racing over unseen and mysterious territory to a prize her heart will know at once when the brass ring is finally in her hand. On the ground I stand and watch obvious to anyone but her and helpless to throw the switch end the music and fury of the merry-go-round. |