We can’t get enough
of
The Coasters.
The anxious thrill of the Climb
with the clack clack clack clack
of the Cogs
which keep us from
Sliding Backwards
Those Breathless
seconds of suspense at the Top…
No longer Rising
but not
yet
F
A
L
L
I
N
G
Then the rush as we
Plunge and
stomachs rise in
our
throats
in unison
Some of us vomit.
It happens.
Exhilaration
Panic
Joy
Get us the Fuck off
this ride
Twists
Turns
Loops
Even Upside Down
As we Lurch
to a Stop
and unsteadily
weave our way down the ramp,
we Coast
back into the Queue
to Ride
Again.
And we wouldn’t have it
any other way.
Because we know
We are Safe.
The Chance of dying on a roller coaster:
One in Seven Hundred Fifty Million
We have a better Chance of winning the Powerball.
A much better Chance.
Any
Fear
here
is
Misplaced.
So
We
Keep
Riding.

Experimentation time:
Coasters
Cogs
Sliding Backwards
Top…
Rising
F
A
L
L
I
N
G
Plunge
vomit
happens
Exhilaration
Panic
Joy
Fuck
Twists
Turn
Loops
Upside Down
Lurch
Stop
Coast
Queue
Ride
Again.
We are Safe.
Chance
Chance
Chance.
Fear
Misplaced.
Keep
Riding
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