That eerie zone one enters Where the slightest of miscalculations Will result in almost certain death; Or at least a bloody good maiming. It’s not necessarily that time slows down. It’s only that the germane presents itself. And with such flimsy inputs, wouldn’t you a lso Fool your brain into slowing down a speeded-up situation? It doesn’t matter w hether it’s hitting The right racing line on a blind curve at 90 in the dark Or gauging the golden moment in a confrontation Before it turns critical; the sensation is always the same. Stepping over, almost imperceptibly, i rrevocably into a world You can’t leave without first taking a throw of the dice.
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