Top of the World | A Poem

I’ve always been afraid of heights

Even standing on a six foot ladder

Was enough to alter my sense of self

So when the expanse of the ferris wheel

Carried me slowly up above the skyline

I imagined every nut on the machinery

Working its way free

Pinging to the pavement below

And as I rose to view the expanse of the water

The city heights gleaming back

Through the layers of bodiless terror and the

Slight dip sway of the earth

There is that singular bit of euphoric


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