Beyond This Playground Of Life

Beyond this playground of life, there is another merry-go-round. There is another swing to lift your tired feet off the hot tarmac ground and take you to a place you'll never be physically or-even-remotely found. It's hide-and-seek, count-down. But in truth, no one there is ever found. You can sit idle on your throne King or Queen of all that you survey, quite alone and-no-one-will-ever text or videophone, but that's not to say you'll be there alone. Someone will be quietly watching over you like a cat-prowling to toy with you not in any hurtful way either. Simply because you can now never be lost you are in a place, child of the lost-and-found. A place that'll lift your tired feet off the ground with no more downward, spiralling slides with no more galvanised chains to perform that awful, swishing sound with no more whirring around and around.