Waterslide

I want

to do something fun.

To ride down a winding waterslide

Whistling around the bends and curves

Racing through intermingled rushes of water and air.

I want

To smash my face into a splash of chlorine at that glorious end

Colliding with a rippling pool

In a magnificent spray and spatter of crystal drops.

I want

To be lazy.

I want

That waterslide of my dreams, without the car drive

Without the admission ticket, the long lines -

Forget the waiting!

I want

That waterslide in my house, in my room,

So I can roll out of bed

And slip away to victory at the end of the road.

No ignition keys,

No entrance fares, and most of all

Absolutely no waiting.

I want that waterslide

to wind down and around

out my bedroom window

through the kitchen door

so I can be on time for a scrumptious bacon-and-eggs breakfast

handed to me on a silver plate.

I want that waterslide to be fast, lightning fast!

And not just one -

several chambers and winding tubes!

So I can slip, and slide, slide away

Faster than that hard sport "walking"

Or that harder sport "running"

To wherever I want.

I want

to cover the world in waterslides

So I'll never hike,

Never huff,

Never puff.

I'll make every entrance a smash entrance.

A splash entrance.

And when the world is wired with waterslides

I want

To ride down each and every one

Until I grow sick, deathly sick

Of taking the fastest and easiest road.