a rollercoaster is only fun because it's scary. only. fun.
only. but it is a lot of other things too, besides scary and fun, and I am trying to make this rollercoaster into a connection and a deep one, this way and that way (not that you can make rollercoasters go backwards--or can you?). there is a time for all of it. a time for the waiting for everyone else
to get on
to be trapped
to crawl slowly
and to rush
and to stop
and to ease gently back to wherever it was you started
and get off.
and that is where i am. will be. both. right now it seems slow. and the waiting and the trapped urge impatience
without that bright anticipation, the undulating rush... the dragging thrusting friction freedom
it might be worth it anyway. how can i tell?
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