Thursday, 20 October 2011


Adrenaline threading through nerves like beaded
Poison slow-glistening the barbed spider's
Threads; and then the percussive surge -
That metallic plucking of those strings somewhere
Deep, hollow, resonant; fear and joy in crescendo.

It's the always-pump
Of torrential performance,
Between tears and love.

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