As night fell, walking in the Gardens, I recalled evenings in Brighton after eating magic mushrooms -
The wild rides were bathed in the same feverish pulsing light -
Roller coasters were webs of melting colour -
A yellow pagoda overlooked an illuminated lake -
Music throbbed over the thin screams of girls -
Men placed bets on the prancing tin horses of the Gallopen -
We watched Paul spun round, faster and faster, on the Carousel -
He'll fly away, I thought -
He'll fly over the transfigured city like a sycamore seed -
22.00
Friday 15 April 2016
The Tivoli Gardens
Copenhagen
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