Untitled - September 27, 2003

Casting a dark shadow
from top to bottom,
outfitted in sleek black,
slick sensation
skitters along the fingertips.

Skimming the edges of the night,
the electricity shimmers
white against closed eyes.

The frission of tension
dances along the nerves
until the world stops
and the moment becomes the now.

Every breath is labored
and the need to move
becomes a struggle
against the impending paralysis
of thought
in the tides of exhaustion.