Vast - TWIST AND SHOUT SLAM
Poem
The vast, vast field
A brush of air
Wind that pinches my hair back
A micro whisper that is the sound
of wind against a window
The screeching void in my ears as I dare to stare
into the vast, vast field
As I finish my bunny ears
A twist and a pull
My cleats strung tight
Protected are my ankles as I wish them good luck
I look beyond the faces that stare evil at me
Only to see my destination is nigh
Only by looking can I see possibility
All in all with
The vast, vast field.
BONNIE THAO – VAST TWIST AND SHOUT SLAM