THE CYCLONE AT LAKESIDE

do not stand up
please remain seated
no repeat rides

we shuffled two-by-two
into our seats
bigger person on the right, please

we fastened
our
buckles

as the
train pulled out
of the
station and into
the abysmal
tunnel
where we writhed
we meandered
aimlessly in a pitch-
black room
of screams
and confusion.

it seemed to
last forever;
this enchanted death
before we were
even born

and then
there we were;
clicking
rising slowly
pulled by a chain
into the welcoming night

red, white and
blue lights
guiding us up to the
heavens.

the churning
of gears.

as we reached
the top
there were nameless
cars and faceless
faces below
us.

our guts
holding on to
the safety
bar.

we fell.

angry and loud we
descended into the wooden
madness
our souls twisting and
burning, our arms
up in the air,
we were demons howling
like banshees
as our skin turned to
adrenaline
and the world was a
blur of light and
color and
lake.

we rose
as we fell
angsty and passionate
and our sould
caught up for a
second

but once again
there we were
crashing into existence;
passengers on a
rusty
death machine.

we chased
the monsters that
chased
us.

we ran from
ourselves;
animalistic
and unflinching.

amongst the
falling
and climbing
rafters we were
wild.
escaped convicts,
chasing the
erotic night.

we leaned
together.

we shared
the chaos of
this ride
through adolescent
hellfire
and then
we were
slow

on a
crystalline lake
catching
lights like a paint-
brush;
a reflection of
the way
we moved recklessly
and
blindly through
the
technicolor madness.

we fell again
but
it wasn’t the
same.

we know
where we’d been.
these
smooth waves
we rode
were
nostalgic and
quiet.

for the first time
we could hear each other
talk.

we pulled back into
station;
frazzled and ready
to breathe
again.

we removed our
safety belts
and exited alone
to the right;

as infants with
eyes the size of
worlds
dusted off
our seats
and buckled up.

do not stand up.
please remain seated.
no repeat rides.

COPYRIGHT BRICE MAIURRO 2012

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12 thoughts on “THE CYCLONE AT LAKESIDE

  1. You know, you really are a heck of a writer. I say writer in this case because you have a great narrative through this poem, and I have to say it’s the narrative that kept me reading right to the end. Excellent stuff, sir.

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