The cliff's abrasive exterior
bites into his gloves
it's had enough attitude
his body does the lifting
drags himself beyond
the whims of a man
like a spider he scales
shimmies and contorts
each move precise
no distortion
he does not consider
the webs he spins
he sees only one destination
at last the summit greets him
a grand celebration
no time for procrastination
he leaps into a crisp stream
the crystal water soaks each seam
now he is gliding with ease
choking on exhilaration
he twists and wriggles
rushing around bends
banging into rocky faces
so much for scrape and scandal
breaking through each squall determined
one of hell's demented sent
his heightened senses
radiating attention
he relishes the aerobic excellence
like a guided missile
he is flung into the air
pure elation
out in space he dangles
then plummets
swooping towards a singular event
he tucks his wings
arms aligned
searing through the air
and with surprising tranquility
collapses the waveform
piercing beyond the surface
he greets an aquamarine lagoon
relaxes each sinew
loosening like yarn
welcomes the soothing sense
the solitude of surrender
he is swallowed
in her arms he hangs
deluged
deeper and deeper
they embrace the dream
into the hazy depths
of a macabre soul.
