Fair Day

An extra ordinary day actually. Wandered around an empty fair ground expecting something to happen. There were random loud noises from the grandstands to chase away the pigeons, unhinged gates to empty paddocks, upturned picnic tables with tattered covers.

I imagined sweet kernels of roasted corn, vats of hot french files, tall plastic cups filled with ice and sugar and lemonade, in that order. I imagined warm summer nights when the moon shepherds a field of stars and the carny's rides spin in neon orbits. I will have a beer or two and practice my focus.