with the pulse racing and words pacing,
the mouth moving but the ears not keeping up--
we are a race! and i am winning,
swift like missiles, stamina like mustangs.
whose blood can pump this message loudest:
i am not, i am not, i am not! with
no time for an afterthought,
no hissing hangers-on or latching, leperous letters:
only speed here, see?
how fast can you get here, how fast
can i dissolve