Forward

And I stopped before the road curved
because I panicked over
what I couldn’t see,
sat down and pretended
to gaze upon the sky.

It felt good to lie
when it didn’t give me risk,
it felt good to avoid
for it spared me any pain.

Eventually I got bored
merely sitting,
still that bend looked so scary,
so I turned around
going back where I had came.

I heard there was an amusement park
lying past that curve
from someone who had turned back earlier.
We sat around drinking tea
feeling comforted in our refreshment
though both dreaming of rollercoaster
that we would never see.