Cable Car

A cable car  

so small

it looked just a speck

hung in the air  

way above.  

 

A cable  

twisted 

wrenching it up 

slowly, gravely 

away. 

 

A mountain 

towered 

daunting, untouchable 

making me 

small. 

 

My heart  

pounded  

it almost burst 

terrified  

I stared.  

 

My ticket   

shook  

paper crinkling, wrinkling

hesitantly 

I sat.  

 

My friend  

she looked  

at it, at me  

you okay?  

no.  

 

The cable car  

so small  

we were just a speck  

suspended in the air  

way above. 

 

The cable 

meandered 

up the mountain 

above earth 

below sky. 

 

The mountain 

stood 

proud, tall, I witnessed

raw 

beauty. 

 

My heart 

pounded  

it almost burst 

enchanted 

I stared. 

 

The ticket 

now forgotten 

I, simply mesmerized; 

glad 

I came.  

 

My friend 

she looked 

at it, then at me 

you okay? 

yes. 

 

My cable car 

so small 

I am just a speck 

soaring  

way above. 

 

 

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