reality check.

[tissamzkuul]

step right up,
we get in,
your hand clammy,
in mine sweaty.
tentatively we sit
there,
you look
here.
your grasp fades,
initating.
i let go,
connecting.
possibilities.

bars go down,
we go up.
cages of wings,
open up inside.
but hesitant are
we.
moving not nearer,
you and i.
your gaze speaks,
fleeting.
i look away,
lying.
double denial.

higher we go,

wait for it.

[would it not, that
long, awkward pauses]
[tend to happen, here.
alas, so they do.]
[but as always, every
story, must end.]

then,

down.

we fall deep,
harder we slide.
thoughts far behind,
fear high clarity.
there goes it,
logic.
sweet talking player,
impulse.
comes your hand,
clammy.
nears to mine,
sweaty.
quickly, oh give
me.
all my sins,
again.
spontaneity.

now we slow,
come to stop.
i blink thrice,
curse my imagination.
exiting out back,
you.
clambering out front,
I.
never here, you,
leave.
need i say,
more?
one day.

it's a love-hate thing;
roller coasters.