Anticipation

Anticipation gnawls at my soul

Pause between flash and thunder

Hairs jumping at my neck

My eyes widen, breath deepens

I recall everything and nothing

I ride the burning, racing pulse

Thoughts tear at reality’s grasp

One does not control one’s self

When I let go, I feed my needs

Chains of control should stay barren

My thoughts free to roam

Within those deep forests that

We whisper about anticipation

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