Sunday, March 11, 2012

Night Runners

Tonight, running in the dark
labored breathing and the stars
are out, and I mean bright,
but before I can enjoy them
I realize they're blurry
and start worrying about
all that I'm losing again.

I try to run faster, push harder,
stepping in a puddle
I never saw, cold water
enlivens my foot
and there's scurrying in the brush
to the right,
squinting through eyeglasses,
I label it a rabbit.

It darts forward
maybe squinting at me
wondering what the hell.

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