I am sitting <br />crouched <br />really tensile torqued <br />cork-screwed <br />for maximum <br />explosion <br />muscle taut <br /> <br />I spring from my chair <br />arms raised high <br />I leap <br />and soar <br /> <br />5 feet off the ground <br />and land <br />my mouth opening <br />screaming at the top <br />of my lungs <br />YES <br />She had agreed <br /> to see me again.<br /><br />Lonnie Hicks<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/muscle-taut/
