My life
The roller coaster ride
Of life.
The organ chants
The people scream
Blood curdling yelps
Escape their tight lips.
Their heads rock back and forth
The man beside me
Cracks his neck
One last time
His head goes rolling
It rolls off the ride
It keeps on rolling
Until it disappears.
The person behind me
Has no face
The person in front of me
Slouches as they are hit
With a bullet
Not coming from a gun
I sit there
The rope tightens
I ride my last ride
As I go through my last loop
I get off
Just too go again.
On the roller coaster
Of life.
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2 comments:
one correction: 3rd to last line - "to" instead of "too"
anyway, i liked ur whole poem... it was easy read and likeable. I sense there's much more than what's there. I'm kind of...almost scared of what's really implied there.
but for the mo, niceee
phx
whooa, you got the roller coaster part right! O_O scary! but yeah - having life this terrifiying is just too much for me! ::shudder...::
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