I imagine him running around and around in circles
on a track
around the audience
running
sprinting
until he can’t
until he collapses onstage
for a while just breath
just breathing is all we hear
and then music
music
a girl enters
no, not a girl
more than a girl –
a woman, no, more than a woman -
a goddess
knowingly, she enters, knowingly, this has happened before
like a memory in her blood
if she has blood
she enters and begins to tend to him
a few moments, gently with the music
suddenly he wakes and looks at her, aggressive, ready to fight, the feral cat
he fights and she restrains him
He is calmed and relents
he relaxes into his wounds and sits still
that’s what I imagine
They never slide down and never stretch out
They mold to your body like a child that cuddles its small body into yours
They curl tight around your skin and give you more support than a man has ever given
With pockets
So you can carry all the things you have to carry in this life with you
And so you can have room to pick up new things
A material so breathable, it breathes deeper and stronger than you've ever been allowed to in your daily life
A material as flexible as you, that stretches past a point you ever thought possible
That conforms and reshapes you into the person you are already becoming
A material that keeps you warm in winter storms
but cools you off in the summer sun,
that reflects your own light outside of you so that all can see you shine, glisten,
"Listen," you say,
"To my call,"
"Join me," you say,
"Ye, young and old,
Ye, bless-ed and told,
Ye who have worked your entire life for this feeling
This feeling I have right now.
This freedom
To take up space
This freedom
To move in the ways you’ve chased
This freedom
To be exactly as you are
To use every muscle in your body the way you hoped to
The way you weren't told to
The way that makes you feel wild
That gives you the joy paralleled only by a child
A child who has been set free
“Go play," they say, "go play!”
“Be free," they say, "be free!"
The one place they can't tell you to “be quiet”
The one place they can't tell you “sit still”
To “be silent”
To live your life without thrill
To build your own skill
To create your own window sill
To the world
The most beautiful world
The world you create
Free of hate
Full of change
Change that you make
Change that let’s you know it’s okay to make mistakes
You awake
Unable to return to the sleepy life you once knew
Lost in only one shade of blue
Now you have color
Now you have sound
Now you can feel the solid ground
Support your foundation
Your body
Your soul
You can, if you wish, lose all self-control
"Let go! Let go!"
You finally let go
You breathe,
And you run
You run and you run
And that’s when you know
Something’s begun
2: I'm not sure I have much honor left.
Then, what would you do?
Once you get the thing, you're waiting for to come through?