my
or your only wish
is to embody every last note
utterance and warble
of the aria

to be unencumbered by body,
mind,
to be only spirit.
to be.

to the furthest reaches
to the softly lit closing scene.

the one you've always dreamt of,
that haunts every bone protruding from your form

and it hasn't even happened yet.
and when it does,
you dance, billy elliot graceful in tube socks frayed
across the living room,
maria callas gone shaking the plaster off the walls,

and you're left,
mouth open
eyes too
right closes,
left too.