preferring not to read between the lines
but rather to witness the carnage, the visage
face to face
on the fast rollercoaster
enjoyed for its weightless curves and swing
few bother to remark
on axle construction
or merry-go-round similarities
scream out loud
who cares
its the ride amigo
lets go baby lets go
Tailor Bell
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/midway/
