What a rush! You push
juiced by your inner fire
and your desire to excel.
They can tell you mean
business, for you are less
apt to slow down until
the novelty wears off.
It is then you scoff at the
sudden need to release
your grip, you slip into oblivion
giving one more shot before
you can settle your nerve.
You swerve into comfort,
your ability to come down
to earth with your wits and mirth
intact. You act normal and feel alright.
Damn, that was one hell of a night.

Copyright Walter J. Wojtanik – 2013