Amusement Park Poem by Patti Masterman

In falling worlds I shudder,
Twitch and grimace
Shoved first this way, and that
By fate, by momentum
Twisting and turning in vain attempt
To oppose gravity;
A tiny sliver of molecules
Holds me in open space
Defying now sky, now ocean
The stars like distant beacons
Unaware of my flight beneath them
My foot cannot reach firm ground
Dizzy, I reach out in the whirlpool
Trying to take hold of the air,
It's thinness unyielding as ever
Showers of exploding fireworks
Sparkle through the brains corridors
As it crowds the skulls finite dimensions.
Then welcoming silence and stillness:
The ride has ended; but not yet this life.