A free verse poem

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White-knuckle grip
on a tube held to my eye.
Peripheral darkness,
vision now constrained
within a helter-skelter tunnel
heading towards
a pool of rainbow light.

The hypnotic, rotating epicentre
screws-in my armless body;
no braking hand can be used
against the slippery walls
I’m falling between.

Triangular panes of
Primary colour…

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Dan Morrissey

Dan Morrissey

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