Not That I'm Boring

My heart has had enough of the carnival ride how tiring it is to be thrown around jolted back and forth, how I long for something now more sedate and stable. Something that'll keep my feet on the ground and under at least one kitchen table. A cup and saucer ride would be now more in keeping With how I'm feeling. Not that I'm boring, but I've had my fill of excitement and highwire spills, and at my age, the funhouse and the haunted house are too overcrowded with young folk or people I've known who can't or won't pick up the phone or answer me back in text. So now all I want is to hook me a duck or catch me a goldfish and be on my way back home.