Clap.

My life is a segway.
A mortal trek into a previously
known space. I am
the alpha test
before the expedition.
The ragged line before
the gunshot, the
sweat, and the finish line.
I am your stunt
double, the ass-mooning
choker. Guilty of
warm embraces, I tend to
abuse the first-person.
I am the antedecent
of myself.
I am a preview.