Footfall

(A [somewhat dark] poem in response to the question: Why do you run?)

Fall Things to Be Grateful For 019

people say running is healing–

only on Opposite Day.

I do not wish to disturb, but

running

is

cutting

 

addictive, therapeutic, and only

painful

at first

 

footfall-footfall

another vein cut

heel-toe heel-toe

sanity severed

gush crystal blood

call it sweat

 

the race starts

when your pulse realizes it–

heart in your chest heart in your throat

swallow hard, footfall-footfall, breathe breathe breathe

heart in your mouth

heart between your teeth

 

sprint.

 

heart behind you now

heart forgot to stretch

run run run, footfall-footfall

as it runs runs runs too, thrum-thrum/thrum-thrum

funny thing is

you always win

 

Blood comes up

tinges cheeks red, but

not the shade it would be on its own–

for now it must mix with pale cheek-peach, contained–

maybe running is not cutting

not

quite

 

Blood comes up

tinges cheeks red

pain, burning–

not

quite

red is roses, cotton candy, passion, pomegranates

so many things so

wonderful

alive

 

Blood comes up

tinges cheeks red

red is alive cheeks are alive you

are

alive

Congratulations.

 

 

(This poem can also be found on my Figment channel.)

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