Zilch, That Is What I Got
After watching the news my stomach was in a knot
my brain on a hiatus leaving my creative juices to rot
imitating the thinker wondering why my muse had suddenly left
finding a note from her saying not to feel bereft,
Saying I could find her at the local amusement park
while driving over there it was a little after dark
with note in hand I tried to follow her footsteps
wondering what ride she'd be on I was a nervous wreck,
Buying a bunch of tickets I rode the roller coaster first
the ups and downs making my stomach want to lurch
then onto the scrambler making me feel like a scrambled egg
the near misses and swings giving me a pounding headache,
Then I thought I might find her on the tilt-a-whirl
finally relaxing I whirled around like a young giggling girl
my muse slowly returning I asked her why'd she come to this park
her answer justifying her actions with "because zilch is all I got!"
10-7-17
Copyright © Cheryl Hoffman | Year Posted 2017
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