Orange, red, peach
Flashing lights inside my head
And that pounding from somewhere inside
there's always excitement in a new begining
But temper, or all will be spent
Now sweating,
and flowing like a glacier
slow and hard as if it will never stop
reaching the crest, eyes are rolling back
time to bring it down the stretch
An expert angler casting with his pole
hoping for the biggest-
OH, here it comes now!
dull ache creeping through lower back
not quite enervated, almost there
and then
and then
and then
Deep inhale, butterflys let loose
not just in the stomach, but
everywhere, like little exploding
balls of strain and spasm
A volcano in full force
convulsing as if in shock
full rage let loose
quick hard thunder shaking the house of the soul
slowing, slowing, nothing
gasp for breath
clear your mind
remember to take the time to appreciate a master at work
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