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It begins
As a rush, and I settle in,
Stretching, as a cat awakening,
Sinuous muscles bunching,
Digging in, breathing, gulping
Trying to calm my heart
Which leaps against the bars of my ribcage.
Smash the throttle,
Hurtle towards the destination
An unmarked line in infamy,
Faster, chasing the satellite's tail.
Eyes on the lines,
That flow into a white ribbon
Urging me forward into the black,
Outrunning the light.
He crosses, and dashes
In semblance of panicked deer
Pushing each other on
And I, in fear of the collision, glance away.
Dogs barking against their master,
I am betrayed and upended,
Rolling once, twice, three times
on a roller coaster that crashes to a halt.
In defeat I hang,
Straining against my harness,
Upside down, sweating, and laughing.
I am alive, awaiting release.
Catherine Schmidt
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