Juncture Passing

525,948 minutes
Beating, pulsing through my veins
That first second like the first drop of a rollercoaster

Shooting by
Day
By
Day

day one opens:
An excited infant
Taking that first step
Believing the first step will be the hardest

until—
standing at the end
Climbing out of the minutes
still clinging to it all

Will I? Won’t i?
Should I? Shouldn’t I?
Right
Wrong

I stand

—in the middle—

Minutes whizzing by
Days booming like the bass of a familiar song

Is desire enough?
Yearnings,
longings
Filling my insides
Pushing against my ribcage
Pulsating

I sit
—on my rock

Waiting

Watching

Thinking

Feeling

A single minute bottled

seal unbroken.

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