Candy

A sweet tooth

the last thing i kept from my youth

my ability to feel what was and could be

now in my age im the buyer of a red flyer

my sire was dreams and a knight i wanted to be

im of the round but i can no longer taste the feel or the sounds

bells and whistles of the station now my crippled imagination

now my days of future past wrapped kindly in a wrapper

discarded as such

here in the time after