AMPERSAND (revised)

Toes edge toward the abyss,
knees bend
shoulders swing,

and energy infinite contracts
with countless other actions–

a billion nervous fibers
twitching past all power of
even first-rate Pulitzer describers. . .

The scariness that appears. . .

the chosen necklace choking,
underlying the bold daring-ness,
it hangs, a strand
of single links of little fears,

heart and lungs speeding,
the formidable inner courage fire
stokes up to seething. . .

The feeling says
’twill have no end–
so many
single little links of fears
chained into one,
unimaginably long
strand
hooked and sealed
with endless, nervous ampersands–

a pose that well precedes
the leap of faith,

underlining that,
while the doing’s pretty hard,
it can’t hold a candle to
the consternation of the wait.

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