Twists & turns always in motion
Nauseated like when I was a kid

Grasping for energy as I turn green
Battling with more abusive brandings

Reaching inside to release screams
A never ending fight for warriors of life

Clutching at visions no one can dissolve
I will end this terrorizing ride soon

Promises made as I journey out west
Alta Vista's mystical dreams like Dawn Manor

Surviving with my blood curdling nightmares
Summer motion sickness replaced by fall colors

Hang on for the next death defying freak out
My fingers clench at the safety bar again...

Fall hurry...John C. Ireland...September 2,2004

Ray Bradbury, "It doesn't have to be a big fire. A small blaze, candlelight perhaps..."