Tickets Please Poem by Josephine Lauderdale

I plan on typing today

The words will change
They will
Junp and dance
Off the pen and paper
And onto my computer

What is that majical ride they embark on?
Riding the space in-between

There must be
Words
Thoughts imagination
Making up the rails of the mystery ride
The roller coaster of thought

I am feeling sick now
And
I thought it was a free ride
No tickets needed

But I'm not sure
They might have collected mine
It's not in my pocket
But I'm not sure I bought one anyway