Jazz Design

[ZHamilton]

Anywhere was a lazy train ride through a shipwreck cove
that smelled of orange chicken and pizza,
where flamingoes danced mechanically to singing clams.  This sums up Disney parks perfectly without coming off as too cynical. 
Because there was every reason to laugh
time away, being sweetly frozen by Dippin' Dots in light
that Lola captured between shopping,
she was careful to save those days in plastic bins
beneath the towering rows of her clothes and purses.
So, when we’d trace the crisscross of contrails.     Leading off with "So," makes me feel like a turn in the poem is coming. However, we have Lola laughing in the first                                                                               section, and the group already smiling at the end, so it feels like the turn never comes. 
on the ride home, and she’d reach for us behind her seat,
all we ever had to do was hold her hand
since we were already smiling.