WATER PARK
WATER PARK
If I could take the terrorists anywhere
it would be to Raging Waters.
Mile upon mile of tube slides
and wave pools
lazy rivers
and simulated surf breaks
that roll on infinitely, middle finger to the moon.
It’s the perfect place
for mankind to realize just how far we’ve come,
and how well we’ve managed
to take our excess to such overwhelmingly disgusting
but undeniably stimulating levels.
It wouldn’t help our case any
(American overindulgence, half-naked teens, foods fried inside other foods, etc.)
But perhaps, after going head over heels
in the Vortex it would help them understand
just how tempting an all day pass can seem
when it’s a hundred and five degrees
and you’re stuck in the valley on a three day weekend.