Bit o' Silliness

Ferris Wheel

Up but mostly down

Always spinning ‘round

Sometimes barely hanging on

Swinging back and forth

Often in delight, equally in terror

Always moving south to north

And back except for error

Sometimes stranded

Sometimes stopped

Sometimes lifetimes at the top

Otherwise sick on my shoes

Popcorn and cuddles,

Coca-cola puddles

And the smell of ecstasy, fear

And stale beer.

Hits and misses, hugs and kisses

Mister and Miss become

Mister and Misses

And the circle still goes on.

Sitting in streetlights

Staring at twilight

Watching the starlight turn dawn

Hearing my heartbeat turned on

Hoping I never get down and go home.