I discovered a secret place

That a few select may only go.

You see it noticed everywhere,

hidden in the open space!

That a few select may only go

‘NOT IN SERVICE’


You see it advertized as though

a candy land, a family vacation place

big block letters And In your face!

But Can You or I, or…………….anyone go?


NOT IN SERVICE?

I searched in maps and on the globe,

that mark all places and in some mode,

a place that maybe only satellites probe,

and give those in the know that geolocated secret code.

Just where it was, what and why?

Who goes there?    Does one fly?


++++


‘NOT IN SERVICE’ on the screens

of busses, trains and limousines.

Why do they taunt us?

What does it mean?

++++

That NOT IN SERVICE run.

That every now, that every then

I want to ask them:

“Where have you been?

Did you have fun?”

And if you look the very next day

they all come back.

Then off they go their separate ways,

As if nothing happened in any special shape form or way.

“Why do you ask?” they might defensively retort

“We’re back,” with noses high, “so who here gives a snort?”

++++

‘NOT IN SERVICE’

I have an idea for you and me:

We’ll stow away and then you’ll see

We’ll sneak on board…

We’ll be real quiet…

We’ll stow away…
They’ll have to take us!!

And when we get there, we’ll  dance and sing..

We’ll leap and bound! We’ll have a fling!


One more idea, practical, I here propose

I’ll  open the door jam with my toes.

But I wonder, do you think

Were I  to hike

Thumb outstretched sign in hand:

“NOT IN SERVICE Bound”

THEY would stop? Or speed right by?

OR, even worse, I might start to cry,

Call the authorities there’s a crazy kid on the highway

Pick me up and…mmmfffffm mmm?

To a shrink my head to open pry?

?

I’m Back!

They called to my shrink and  just set me free.

And Now I’ll continue my soliloquy:

Maybe

NOT IN SERVICE is

the multiverses;

other dimension’s

way to traverse.


OH THEY think they’re smart,

And sneaky too.

Hiding that place of marvel

from me and you.

I mean, think about it, and ponder without fear:

Have you noticed or wondered dears:

Why

the

NOT

IN

SERVICE

drivers bound,

Smile,

from ear…. To….. ear?

They appear so happy

Full of bliss.

I’m sure it’s something

THEY’RE/ not/ telling/ us.


One thought before I go

To give credence to my charge,

have you noticed

Congress In their tax and talk?

Never a cutback?

To  THOSE market funds.

The NOT IN SERVICE,

The best of runs!

The end?