Euphoria
By Dylan Marsan
Blue blood pumping through the veins.
Teeth-licking at every opportunity.
A state of rainbow haze
By which the boundary gradually crescendos.
Candlewax burning to the flame.
Water lapping at the drop.
The bounce sends ages and ages
Of has-beens tumbling to the thump.
Chipping, chipping away;
The certainty has a pugnacity to it.
The sickles and scythes;
Symbols compared to fusions of ingenuity.
Sizzling near the neighbor’s backyard.
Popping in the oven’s corner.
For all the 40,000 flushes,
There can be only one king or queen.
Fingers trembling on the piano.
Secrets zip-lining with relief.
Only on the mountaintop
Can the canyon beheld.
Bio: Dylan Marsan is a degree-seeking Psychology student at the University of Denver. Outside of poetry, he enjoys tennis, reading, journaling, cooking, and anything with greek yogurt. He has also published poetry in the Foothills Magazine – an affiliate magazine of the University of Denver.
Author’s Note:
Euphoria – Not entirely sure how this one came to me, however I do remember being more so in the “flow state” when writing it. The metaphors and imagery came to me very naturally. I recall not really doing much thinking; the words kind of just spilled on the page. There’s a certain ubiquity to the piece where I could never really pinpoint the theme I was drawing upon. Vaguely, I hoped it would reminisce feelings of being on top of the world, if only for a second, only to fall back down.
