Chunder Guts

25 Oct

Flicker fast, little light,

            Through the gaps in the trees,

Headache pangs, twitching eyes,

            Rough motions bring unease.

Vertical becomes flat

            In the blur, whizzing through,

Focus gone, dizzy head,

            Feeling woozy, spewing soon.

Not long now, Chunder Guts,

            Three more stops, only three.

Carriage sways, to and fro,

            Fro and to, like the sea.

Glimpsing sights, blotchy shapes,

            Don’t black out, worse inside,

Organs churn in their cage,

            Stuffy guts, get outside.

Loo’s too far, paper bag,

            Saliva forms, panting quick,

Bile rises, head constricts,

            Vomit time, travel sick.

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