the orgasm of a sneeze 6/14/20

there is a space that comes in the breathing process,

sort of like unexpectedly finding an empty slot 

in an otherwise crowded parking lot,

during the busy part of almost unconsciously breathing,

where lo and behold,

as if breath had sight,

there is a significant pause, 

realized and taken,

as if a space appears 

that was otherwise preoccupied,

yet becomes widely evident,

as if one was a deer-head with antlers

that went into a straight-up 

head straight forward alert,

as if the sky of visioning split-screen opened,

the incessancy of the ongoing movie stops 

and there is the formulation of what appears to be,

a short-form of a realized stare.

breath has ceased its normal pedestrian march.

for some, it is in the form 

of a quick-snatch of in-breath.

for others, the pause is more realized,

almost formalized 

into a behavioral somewhat triumphant act.

the outer influx of informational-reality is paused.

attention is searching in an inward fashion.

the breath alert takes on a focus.

somewhere within the celestial confines

of the nasal-throat area,

an innocent but sacrificial lamb is noticed,

not mindfully defined, 

but certainly physically located.

and that pirate is about to loose its hideaway. 

for a wind-attack is soon forthcoming

a gust of a rage will be sent forth,

generally mouth-wise out-bound,

enough to rock that inner world of a concealed irritant, 

whether that be fluid or other foreign substance.

that environment is rocked,

sending shivers throughout the entire body.

for some, it is stimulating revelations,

sensory waves sent forth despising gravity,

organic beyond belief,

a reset on the experience of self,

the titillation of high timbers in the mind,

a kind of bodily orgasm, 

without sexual innuendo running rampant, 

a short-form free-fall of exhilaration 

and yet, still upright to boot,

as close to death as one could come

without any incurred injury as outcome.

for some, it is a series,

for others it's just an outright single launch,

an interlude of rich physical participation.

some have a fallback of wellness from it,

others just an unexpected frame-break.

so, just between you and I,

you could pleasantly imagine it,

as the orgasm of a sneeze . . .