The Park

Sun beats down on cracked plastic as
a damsel cowers in her tower hiding from
the dragon both above and below
Spiders and frogs, molded not by time, living
attached to the slides’ shadows
Twisting, turning, tumbling down
the sidewalk
But as quick as a boom and a crack
it falls
Caution tape keeps away
those who play
It was never the same again

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