Some days are theme-parks:
Clown-grin glitzy packed with
task-force spinning merry-go-round
email action rollercoaster trips,
and jackpots in the slot-machines
stretching all the way
from dawn to midnight oil.
Such days will make you sleep at night.
Some days are Ferris-wheels;
views of things
you should or could have done,
you’re locked, unmoving tense from knowledge
of the choices
that tomorrow soon will bring.
Such days will make it hard to fall asleep.
But days can also be
a boat ride through the darkness
her body warm beside you
in an endless tunnel filled with love.
There are days you’d rather stay awake.
Lilian hosts poetics and want us to write about amusement parks at dVerse. I used it for metaphors, but you can write about it any way you fun.
March 14, 2017