HARDER
I want to dance Ballet
To Grand Jute and deeply Plie
Until my toes bleed
My back is crooked
And I
snap at the knees
I want to cry in pain
until I'm ready to give up
but go back the next day
To try
HARDER.
I want to Sing
And scream and wail
until I’m
Hoarse and mute
And coughing up portions of my heart
I want pieces of my insides
Spewing out
Then I want to lay in bed and
rest my voice
For just one day
And get up the next day to sing
HARDER.
Oh how I long
For someone to kick my sorry ass out of bed
And make ludicrous demands
of my body
If there’s one thing my body craves
It’s to be trained hard
Physically
Psychotically severely
I want to run ten kilometers every day,
~ no, twenty ~
(Then soak in a Jacuzzi
for just one moment)
Do yoga poses till the sun sets
And retire for the evening
Exhausted by my day
but make love passionately all night.
Then -
I want to get up the next morning
And do it all over again
- but HARDER.