Tumbling
Over the flume in a barrel,
consumed by a rainbow cascade;
Oh, the adrenaline of inundation!
Sumptuous the rush of shock therapy;
Chaos is the fresh start,
that flow is the restart of your heart;
Cataclysmic charge inside the mist,
heightened by Ozone scenting the air;
Rolling me like a beast,
gutted of everything but the fall;
Over the flume in a barrel,
consumed by a rainbow cascade;
Petrified, high on the speed tumbling;
I want it to stop, I want that ride;
In it’s mouth I taste it,
the rush racing from fingers to toes;
A mirror of personality,
ideas explode into action;
Insanity is chance,
don’t sweat it you’ll float to the bottom;
Over the flume in a barrel,
topsy-turvy is unnerving;
When you stand up you’re left awestruck,
consumed by a rainbow cascade.
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