Must be This Tall

a reaper roller ride

–more bullet than coaster–

and red-eye

-eady, -eady

. . .

a single in snaking chain

–with each cart a candle

(the first 40 unrealized dreams)

you stand on line

before you can crawl

–they look the other way

. . .

–the height requirement, you know–

for all the dizzying heights to which one rises

–and plummets

(the next 40 falling apart)

the train adds cars


–detaches others–

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eternally en route…

About Charron's Chatter

I bring to you an arrow, whole, Use it, or break it, But if you choose to take it --Know-- With it also, I will go. © Karen Robiscoe @1992

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