Expedition

I rode the world today,
On my imagined rocket,
Riding the jet stream,
Terrorizing the clouds,
And doing my life's work,
In a small corner stand,
Selling hotdogs and cotton candy,
For the upcoming rush,
For the hungry Surveyor's,
Hoping to spend good money,
And save bad money.

And when these people get in,
They shut off their minds,
Watch a movie,
Interpret the waves of color,
And then walk out,
Saying it was a good show,
Good for their good money,
Good for their bad money.
I rode the world today,
And no one else knows how,
No one knows how....