nothing else matters

you are up there

balanced momentarily on the edge
fingertips touching the sun
the taste of your heartbeat on your tongue
startled air fizzing in your lungs

on the coping
on the crest of a wave
on the cusp of immortality

the descent is a controlled dive
a countdown to the next ecstasy
a wall of water or concrete curve
elemental in that instant
friend and foe

you went in search of perfection
and why not?
the world is your playground
there is no greater feeling than this

you call it freedom

and when you are up there on the edge
fingertips touching the sun
heart in mouth
lungs bursting

nothing else matters

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