The sky and the ocean are around me,

their blueness stretching forever.

My stomach twists and turns,

churning as I ride a rollercoaster.

The structure is titanic, a messy mass

of green steel writhing in every direction.

There are multiple levels to this ride,

and I travel up, down, through, under, over ...

I think there are other people with me ...

but it doesn't matter. The ride's nearly over.

In the front seat, I have a clear view

of what's coming up: an unfinished track

that curves up into thin air

with nothing but water to catch us.

My stomach continues to come up

as we come down the stretch.

My fear and anxiety get the better of me

and I wake up ...

But I did enjoy the ride ...