It begins with an unknowing darkness
As I stand there,
Wiping the sweat off my palms,
Attempting to conceal any nervousness
And disregarding the pack of playful dogs nipping at my sides,
Wearing my tingling flesh away like papier-mâché.
Adrenaline pushes and pulls my chest,
Heaving it up and down like crashing, angry tidal waves
As I shake relentlessly in the icy embrace of ebony.
In a white flash the skin-washing light floods in
And I peer behind the security of a frail wall at a collage of irises
Pulling rope in my brain
Clenching my teeth down on meaningless words
That fly with a simple flutter of voice
And gesturing of delicate fingers.
I dive in suddenly and am enveloped by a manifestation of masked faces and phony feelings
Made all the more real with genuine concern and the raw drive for a victory
Where the enemy and I both brush success
Dancing along the the tips of our noses like tiny stars
A blinding supernova
A collection of breathless moments, and rose-baked cheeks
Dies with a cracking snap, and the final sparks of a match
The lights fade again
And I’m left there
Still savoring the fact that I can’t breathe
Reminiscing that moment when I was this supernatural being
A cosmic hand shaping and painting on the colors of eager eyes
Poking at vulnerable hearts left open in the hopes of being moved by my very hand.
Time is trapped in a snow globe of sorts
And the people that journeyed it all with me drift away
Reverting back to sprinkles in a great sea
But not by me, I promise you never by me
The curtain brushes shut
I am locked out of my temporary home
Until it all begins again in restless sequence
With an unknowing darkness.