Photo Courtesy of Lulu Lovering
Living to get, getting to gain, gaining to spend,
the cycle rewinds, replays the same.
This can’t be the plan but the spin
doesn’t stop.
We’re centrifugal ears that hear out of tune
on a carnival ride that makes weak eyes roll.
Out of focus, out of kilter, our feet shuffle in place,
hands hang limp, stiff hearts can’t embrace.
I’m thinking of defying amusement park rules.
Throw my hands in the air,
maybe leap off with the ride in motion–
unbuckle restraints and just–
let go.
