Twists & turns always in motion
Nauseated like when I was a kid
Grasping for energy as I turn green
Battling with more abusive brandings
Reaching inside to release screams
A never ending fight for warriors of life
Clutching at visions no one can dissolve
I will end this terrorizing ride soon
Promises made as I journey out west
Alta Vista's mystical dreams like Dawn Manor
Surviving with my blood curdling nightmares
Summer motion sickness replaced by fall colors
Hang on for the next death defying freak out
My fingers clench at the safety bar again...
Fall hurry...John C. Ireland...September 2,2004
Ray Bradbury, "It doesn't have to be a big fire. A small blaze, candlelight perhaps..."