I Never Tried Lightning, Pt. 2

I never tried skydiving.

I imagine it tastes like bile and breathlessness,

With an aftertaste of heaven.

I never tried smoking.

I imagine it tastes like boredom.

If it were really any fun,

I imagine they'd have outlawed it.

I never tried a celebrity crush.

I imagine it tastes like the air in the back of my mouth.

If I really liked playing the long shots,

The local scene would be the closest game, in town.

I never tried lightning.

I imagine it tastes like heaven

With an aftertaste of white heat and lukewarm steel.

I don't imagine it would be a good idea.

My imagination hardly needs that much stimulation.