| Midnight Ultimate It is the beginning. The grass is dark and wet, Spears on feet bared For traction and maybe for Life Five minutes, I say -- five only. That is my condition. It is the worst and heaviest of days; All my thoughts are due tomorrow And tomorrow is twenty-three minutes away. Sailing the disc A twin of the twin, a glimpse Blank on darkness among the Stars A universe spinning. Then-- Gasping for air and laughter Wet laughter The impish sprinklers have played A prank to match all pranks And we have passed the point of no return. I am bold, you are beautiful. The heat and pressure will wait, must wait For this is the moment, the reckoning. Have I come here to be defeated? Am I here to defeat? I know the answers to these questions And they are not what I thought they were. Amongst the sprinkler rainbows case in the flourescent light of academia I will live, And live unconditionally. |