525,948 minutes
Beating, pulsing through my veins
That first second like the first drop of a rollercoaster
Shooting by
Day
By
Day
day one opens:
An excited infant
Taking that first step
Believing the first step will be the hardest
until—
standing at the end
Climbing out of the minutes
still clinging to it all
Will I? Won’t i?
Should I? Shouldn’t I?
Right
Wrong
I stand
—in the middle—
Minutes whizzing by
Days booming like the bass of a familiar song
Is desire enough?
Yearnings,
longings
Filling my insides
Pushing against my ribcage
Pulsating
I sit
—on my rock
Waiting
Watching
Thinking
Feeling
A single minute bottled
seal unbroken.
