This poem was published online by The Nonconformist Magazine. I didn't realize at the time it would also appear on Medium. What a nice surprise! I'm very fond of my Pendulum poems and continue to build this series.
Pendulum Loves Splash Mountain
But he hates water rides. He wants each plunge to start a new life, but this river just slaps the tunnel curves.
Weak, wet echoes of old mistakes. His flume slides around like a manic Mallard without a grip,
like his pond turned to ice, like he lost his sweet ducklings. Where the hell are we going? Pendulum hates careening out of control.
He likes a metronome click, but his boat won’t track. He gets back in line, again, drips all morning.
Appeared in The Nonconformist.