Fear of Anticipation

Apprehensively extend unsteady fingers confirm externalization of the beat I hear. Heat waves tighten my lungs in hollow breaths and quick sanded is the lock on my knees. The moment approaches with inescapable aura trapped on my own irrevocable stubbornness my body ignored in the ambition to tame this frightened drum that sounds the rhythm of life. I focus on the increasingly distant instant in which I look back at this nonsensical state and laugh at my disproportionate frail disgrace. Eyes travel to fruitful ground of conquest that requires dominance over this, a test which is the control of our spirits vehicle.