I know you seek intensity because I seek it too: a poem

Remember always and everywhere

Why you do what you do

I want to tell myself this

I want to scream it

Like a car alarm at midnight

Keeping the pulse piqued and aware

The mind searching for it

All the being concentrated

Imaging what it is

And I want to be solemn

Like a boy on his bicycle

Having for the first time in his life

Felt threatened and lucky

Missing the car by inches

Flying down the slope

Hands glued before him

Sorry and guilty

In new territory

Not sure that he should tell his parents

Everything still moving slowly

Except that shaking of the torso

Like winter