Wednesday, September 17, 2008

justwrite 18 september

running
there comes a point/ a time
every step is easier more fluid
pushing muscles into motion is smooth
not at the beginning no
then each step is a task
a potential excuse to quit
sun ankles time
maybe tomorrow might be
but push on anyway
steady on the surface
the embarrassment of stopping after five
minutes/ i can go no more
somewhen then it happens
that gliding balance
breaths easier/ measured
i can keep on/
how could i not
but often it is after
waking up in the moment
recognition of the missing gasps
the steps without gaps of hesitation
measurement shatters truth
science is real
but feel it backward
imagine the ride/ remember
when by the end
it was never so bad
imagine how sad pathetic/ magnetic to failure
but the keepingon
the subtle song of crickets/ dusky thickets
deer dining on soybeans
doublehonked horns for safety
pressing into grass/ strides
slowing down? forward
this is the way

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