From fit of inspiration
to exhaustion of momentum

and all the hours
of interlude between

From hum of siren buzzing
to frost of bitten sweet surrender

and every soft lash
of blinking and batting

From taste of height come paradise
to fractured angles tilting pattern

and each course correction
of dawn and dew upon the green

From cruising glide of groove through cut
to forbidden fruit of dream and dance

and all the wisdom
of cast spent pearls