The Poetry of Mark Daniel Milbocker 
Forcefields

The violence of roller coaster rotation
erupts in giggles and sway as
I sink into your armpit crevice
and lie back into the turning of the tracks
crimson stain escapes my nostril
as the cerebral drain
strains against the centrifugal
and joy rushes back into consciousness.
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