jett-wells - Hello Poetry

Two minutes. Waiting. My heart is ready to burst. The lanes are naked, clean, ready to be torn up by cleats and sweat. Hundreds of eyes blinking and staring. Chatter swarmed into a calm storm underneath this dome. Waiting is the hardest part. The anticipation, building. Struggling to breathe as I strategize. Faster here. Ease up here. Go for the **** Take him. A vision. It’s almost time. Everything is clenched. Find my control. Don’t go out too fast, find your stride. Tail the leader. Wait for the moment. Step up onto the lanes. Red and white. My teammates looking on. The stakes digging into my Stomach. Step up to your blocks. My heart beats faster. I want to throw up. This is it. On your mark. My ankles shiver. Adrenaline at full throttle. I can’t lose. I can’t lose. Go.

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May 23, 2011

May 23, 2011 at 7:46 AM UTC

jett-wells

Waiting for the Gun

Two minutes. Waiting. My heart is ready to burst. The lanes are naked, clean, ready to be torn up by cleats and sweat. Hundreds of eyes blinking and staring. Chatter swarmed into a calm storm underneath this dome. Waiting is the hardest part. The anticipation, building. Struggling to breathe as I strategize. Faster here. Ease up here. Go for the **** Take him. A vision. It’s almost time. Everything is clenched. Find my control. Don’t go out too fast, find your stride. Tail the leader. Wait for the moment. Step up onto the lanes. Red and white. My teammates looking on. The stakes digging into my Stomach. Step up to your blocks. My heart beats faster. I want to throw up. This is it. On your mark. My ankles shiver. Adrenaline at full throttle. I can’t lose. I can’t lose. Go.

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The smell of sweat in her Husband's office hovers. Heavy loneliness making me Itch. You love her, but not like you Did with mom. A loop of metal looked Heavier in person. I can hear your breathing In the next room. You told you just wanted To say hi. You closed the door A quiet thud. Shadows of his work Dancing on the walls with Cars driving by Outside. Betrayal like a salty residue Sinking into my skin. So thick I can taste it. I didn't expect this kind of Desert. Why did you bring me here?

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May 2, 2011

May 2, 2011 at 11:23 AM UTC

jett-wells

Just to Say Hi

The smell of sweat in her Husband's office hovers. Heavy loneliness making me Itch. You love her, but not like you Did with mom. A loop of metal looked Heavier in person. I can hear your breathing In the next room. You told you just wanted To say hi. You closed the door A quiet thud. Shadows of his work Dancing on the walls with Cars driving by Outside. Betrayal like a salty residue Sinking into my skin. So thick I can taste it. I didn't expect this kind of Desert. Why did you bring me here?

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Any day like today Yesterday or Tomorrow A lonely long sidewalk Music Spearing from ear to ear The same steps you’ve walked Your entire life. Notes building, gentle Gliding sounds stringing Your childhood till now A vision of old images pouring out In a new way never seen before. Step, step, step. Breathe in, breathe out The heartbreak floating beside The winning race like Sisters separated at birth. The kiss that shook mountains The glance that dripped evil Goosebumps, ice cold The words that got you over it The cigarette you had when you knew No plank on this March Nay, this sidewalk turns to brick An uninterrupted mirage of life Coming alive knowing the walk Will be endless in memory.

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May 2, 2011

May 2, 2011 at 9:16 AM UTC

jett-wells

Trivial Revelation

Any day like today Yesterday or Tomorrow A lonely long sidewalk Music Spearing from ear to ear The same steps you’ve walked Your entire life. Notes building, gentle Gliding sounds stringing Your childhood till now A vision of old images pouring out In a new way never seen before. Step, step, step. Breathe in, breathe out The heartbreak floating beside The winning race like Sisters separated at birth. The kiss that shook mountains The glance that dripped evil Goosebumps, ice cold The words that got you over it The cigarette you had when you knew No plank on this March Nay, this sidewalk turns to brick An uninterrupted mirage of life Coming alive knowing the walk Will be endless in memory.

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