I have never lived ’til now.
‘Til these fibers raise to heaven,
pulling skin from bone.
‘Til sweat pours from every pore,
swelling in a shallow tide upon the smooth wood.
I have never lived until
this heat erupts with violent will,
curling my toes and tickling my tips.
‘Til this force over takes me,
’til this yearning overwhelms,
’til this voice escapes these lungs,
’til these limbs ignite,
’til these fingers dig deeper,
’til this focus is sharpened,
’til the cool numb darkness
explodes into hot, white light.
No, not once have I lived.