Your chariot and your carryon

For a day of your love

One day I will sell

Two thousand roses on the bookshelf

Another tragedy for sale

Come see the show without tell

When the show is done

We are done as well

It all started easy

One dice and another dye

A dice to entice you

A dye to entice your cloth

And dream about insane dreams

Show is down on show time

As if it was a dream

The wind shall carry you carry me

Come to me gently with a view

Of the arena of reflective clay

Flying down and spinning off

Your chariot and your carryon

As if it was also a dream

Dream with me or dream me still

September 2026

By Aran Meredith