The Big Ride

Here we go.
Twisting and turning.
Whipped around here
Slapped down there.
Accelerating, stopping suddenly.

It’ll give you a headache.

Now, we’re stopped.
Everything’s quiet.
Nobody is saying anything.
We’re all just listening
to the sound of the ride stopped.

This pregnant silence.

We know it’s gonna come back on
at any moment.

We’re still holding on.
We don’t trust stillness.
We know this isn’t the end.
It’s gonna swing and swoop
any second now.

Any second now.

Just sitting here.

Somebody coughs a little.
Somebody else mumbles something.

Just the tiniest click.
OK, it’s gonna start now.


Still no movement.
We’re just sitting here

This can’t be the end.


~ by bracketbracket on August 29, 2009.

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