Presents? Surprises?
Firsts?
It didn’t hurt, not at all.
The sting was rather
pleasant, like excising
an ingrown toenail.
Or did pain define
those memorable days?
Now take the rush of
snorting, multiply by
100, you get smoking.
To find mainlining, you
approach infinity.
Have you ever once in your life
reached out to touch infinity?
Elevation
Oh, but a whole lot more. They say people
who die from ecstasy die from overheating.
Adding speed to the mix accelerates the process
because it makes you want to dance until the sun comes up.
The music made me dance. It entered my brain,
firing spark plugs and pistons. It revved me to my feet.
The crank was jet fuel, pumping through my veins, propulsion.
I shifted into overdrive, motor heating steadily.
I danced with guys, I danced with girls, hotter, closer,
melting together like candles in a south-facing window.
Our dance was primitive, beautiful, waves at high tide.
Our dance was sensual, sexual, and yet somehow innocent.
Spent calories orbited, raising temperatures. Some drank alcohol.
The wise drank water. It tasted as good as champagne.