Your words and their placement is so effective, it gives one the feel she is on an amusement park ride, maybe a roller coaster.
"What is polite society
but the violent displacement
of dreamers
from their dream?
Conduits of light in leisure,
A comfortable lineage through utopic trials.
Genetic fissure in
the skies of this
world of scintillating
diamond overtaking agony.
Suddenly, there is a rapturous tunnel
Through which the world's eggshell"
Very powerful and the utmost of craft exhibited. Bravo.
I always look forward to your feedback, thanks @prydefoltz! An amusement park ride... I quite like that :-D
It is quite a think when one can create a sense of movement with poetry:):):)