Monday, April 26, 2010

Why We Do What We Do

The pump of adrenaline,
After countless days and nights of trial and error,
All funneling down into a condensed form of energy,
Waiting for that one moment,

The stomach lurch, the dry throat,
The buzz in the brain so low in frequency the ears felt popped.

That moment is the reason.

1 comment:

Chris Chien said...

wow - this is great. it's so whimsical. your style reminds me of some of the illustrations in the art of ratatouille.