Spooked

My night mare is spooked and I am going for a ride
like no other galloping off into the dark beyond
the boundaries known to man or womankind
too curious to be frightened my eyes
wide open like riding the roller
coaster or drop zone
at the amusement
park of life
I want to
feel the

lift of
a fifty foot
wave before
it dashes me to pieces
on that distant shore which
calls me like a siren song off yonder
in an intoxicating blue no human eye can see
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