on this roller coaster
this rickety rambling
created confection
concoction of anticipation
and reflection
passels of passengers
pass me by
waiting in line to ride
squeamish or eager
until giddy or aghast
strapped in at last
eyes open or shut
with the clickity-clack
we creep upward
race downward
towards an end
of someone else's design
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