There was an excitement
that tucked itself away
beneath fingernails
and came free on the crown
of tooth and tongue
and stuck in the ridges of molars
at dinner's table, pouring itself
down a throat to a heart still fluttering
alongside grains of black earth
and grass leaf
to settle amongst
the last tremors
of a cymbal crash
of accomplishment
torn from unyielding media
at the point of a spade
and the sweat of a brow.
