“What the hell are you doing?”
She stared at him in bewilderment,
Like he was another species.
He just grinned at her,
Like it was the best idea in the world.
“Trying to see how long I can hold my breath.”
One of the spectators,
The one who held the timer,
Shouted at him.
“You talked! You’re done.”
He turned in the direction of the timer,
Peering at it to see the number,
Even though he was too far away.
“What’d I get?”
“One minute and fifty seconds.”
“Dangit! Ten seconds away from beating the record!”
There wasn’t really a record.
They just called it that to set a goal,
Something to beat.
“Can I try again?”
“I don’t know if you should, man…”
“You look like you’re about to pass out.”
“Let me just rest a sec, okay?”
He shook his head,
Trying to get the blood to rush back to his unused lung