I run
Not away from death
Towards the searing pain of breath
That makes me feel that I’m alive
Drumming heart that beats to thrive
Burning in my throat and lungs
Muscles twanging strings unstrung
Sweat is stinging salty tears
Leaking rivers into ears
Nose is dripping quite disgusting
Arms are pumping legs are thrusting
Against the wind and up that hill
Steaming hot I fight the chill
Slipping sliding through the slush
Whipping branches tangled brush
I check my watch it's almost done
Is this fun?
Who cares
I run
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