Her Name was in lights.

She had her name painted on the side of her Luxury Ketch rig............. reminiscent of a name painted in cursive on a WW  2   aircraft........ just below the pilots side window.

All the money all the glory in the world was hers.........

as she peered out the penthouse windows at the fairgrounds off in the distance.............

A huge......... humongous ever......... Ferris wheel was going round, and round and round.......

The passengers on the Wheel came so close to the glass in the window  of her apartment  she could almost reach out and touch them... well almost.......

The young couple was frightened as they went bye.... then the Ferris wheel jolted and  just stopped... a mechanical malfunction she supposed.... as she peered out from within........

The man and woman in the rides bucket were what they call  ' just common folks' ... she was a maid or something and he was a car mechanic.... both of the females were  jealous in some fashion deep down inside... maybe even subconsciously .......

The couple on the Ferris Wheel  were laughing their ass's off with one another....... and frightened .... all at the same time...

and there the female   was inside her glass faced penthouse staring outside at stuck couple........ it was a long way down to the street below.... she noticed.

The machine  then jostled and came a bit closer to the window... why so close even  that she could open the emergency hatch and the the couple climbed inside her microcosm .........

they were in dismay.... as the house keepers and food handlers and servers were preparing a buffet ... and they were invited.   MMMMMM   Yummy.

Some poetic words came into the mans mind...... but he thought them unimportant and he feared  that they would not  hold  significance to anyone else anyway....... so he did not write them down and promptly forgot them.

He caught a flash, a partial glimpse of one of  her breasts as she leaned over beneath her blouse , it looked so soft he thought he would like to touch  it and see.

You and I have something in common that will never change he shouted telepathic.

There it was.


I am truly happy you are doing well.

  Her Name was in lights.

Morning Epiphany

Laying in the pre dawn darkness it occurred to John C. Chance......... An epiphany I suppose....

'Perhaps simply by the virtue of being alive......on planet earth everyone is  guilty of having committed a man made   crime'

"we are the only animal on the planet that shits in a porcelain bowl"  Barefoot Mike.

Now some pay for sewer........

Heavens to Betsy..........
                                                     John C. Chance.