Tag Archives: fiery lungs

run two

{.5} lungs full of glue, but alive and well and ready again to pound these morning streets. set rhythm of feet and rasp to go,┬áthen do, and take up the task of shred-treading on through. sun beat us today, but … Continue reading

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i am 5am

the zen of all sky, no sun. first breaths, and livening of lungs. i am slow beat of heart and feet, rhythmic pull of chest. i am fast (g)race, unmetered pace, blurred face and untamed. blessed.

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run (just) one

………….{mile} until it’s done. until there’s an end -orphin smile cracking open your jaw as that sun egg-yolks the sky. run it speedy gonzales style to make your own breeze, feel the rhythm of fast feet on this waking street. … Continue reading

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run four

{miles} she didn’t know she could, until she did. and then she died. …….{just kidding} but she did watch that wily sun slide up into the sky like a lemon wedge on the edge of a mountain-rimmed drink, lungs on … Continue reading

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run that damn three

with no trace of glee and with a bummed knee and through bee-buzzy trees. run it ………..{those three damn miles} in the muggy sticky style of pseudo-monsoon southern Nevada, of wide open skies but all-desert ground. run up. run down … Continue reading

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blue streak

run one (pause) ………….{mile} with a bright blue smile at the end. be -friend the bug you ate; debate the hues of pink and blue and know the stones know things. fling breath and caution and fear to a morning … Continue reading

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run3

{miles} a morning sky spree, a sunrise song. a slight smile. listen to the lungs, the thirsty tongue, the way the whooooosh of street gathers to the beat of my scissored feet. watch an orange ball of fire spark the … Continue reading

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