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Flicker of Anticipation
For The Never-Ending Poem
This unleashed, fluttery flicker in the stomach
Excites me and pushes me to launch.
The thrill does not dissolve in one breath;
This, rather recklessly, speeds up and awakens
Butterflies in the deepest of thoughts.
Thoughts ever bolder and impatient,
Which whip up my will by tearing
What’s left of its worn net that can no
Longer hold them back. And so they fly.
Until it manifests itself to my senses,
The chimera of awaited dreams roars daring,
Cheering from within my desirous soul.
Happiness in a labile interval between now and
Before. Hic et nunc, the preface to the future.
Awareness, torn apart by the arrival of the after,
Sticks in the present where there is dancing life.
Swarming anticipation as ephemeral
Expression of vital exuberance.
This poem was written in response to the Never-Ending Poem challenge from . This is her beautiful poem:
