Rush

Gretchen Lee Bourquin
Let the wind drown out
the world
while I fly
blind at
deafening speeds and
disregard
my life

I'm suspended

my own blood
presses hard
against the inside
of my skin

my bones sing out
old spirituals
songs to free myself
from my own
prison

I glide

angels breathe
across my back
shout
"faster!"

The whip
cracks through my mind
like Belmont stakes

There is no law
or sanity

only balance
as I strive
to make it
past my next mark

Published by Gretchen Lee Bourquin

I am the mother of two college students living outside Minneapolis, MN. I write fiction, poetry, informational articles and commentary pieces on various topics. My work has appeared in various places onl...   View profile

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