Keeping it contained May 14, 2015

  

I fit it in my fist, clamping hard to keep what it contains contained, as the movie reel runs ramped in my head, hard to control the eruption, to now do more than hold it back, each stoke inspiring it to get worse, she part of a vision of paradise, I cannot ignore, stoked up, made harder, a struggling to keep that moment of eruption from erupting too soon, she the girl I see when I close my eyes, even when she’s not really there, when my eyes are open.

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