And, Action

I always imagine a definitive turn, a point where I declare, "I became."

I want an unveiling. A dramatic curtain opening.

Me, center, slick and nude; new.

But I know that up on that stage, I'd get cold. I would start curling into myself up amidst the velvet curtains. Spotlight anticipating, 

Now what? The moment between creation and collapse personified.

I am always becoming.