Muscle Taut
I am sitting
crouched
really tensile torqued
cork-screwed
for maximum
explosion
muscle taut
I spring from my chair
arms raised high
I leap
and soar
5 feet off the ground
and land
my mouth opening
screaming at the top
of my lungs
YES
She had agreed
to see me again.
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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