The cheers sent me into a joyous swoon.
I caught my breath and glanced from side to side,
but their names I did not know.
I was told it was me against the world,
that everything in my life has led to this moment:
if I’m not first, I’m last,
if I’d believe, I’d succeed and
failure, that would never be an option;
and something that also sounded a bit like
that saying, “practice makes perfect”.
The finish line called out,
and I answered back. I guess
chlorine is the breakfast of champions,
and I swallowed that toxic spoonful.