When I am running,
left
pulling ahead of
right
pulling ahead
again
and
again
and
a gain
faster than
I think I can,
my stomach is empty.
When I am running,
left
pulling ahead of
right
pulling ahead
again
and
again
and
a gain
faster than
I think I can,
my stomach is empty.
My breath is
the wind
and my body
a cloud pushed
through a clear summer sky
ever faster,
ever steadier,
ever calmer,
ever easier.