The first thing I do,
When the alarm yanks me forcibly
From where I was, is think that I do not,
Do not…want to go running.
The second thing
Is go running.
And beside me are running ideas,
Dreams and wishes…thoughts
Ahead of me.
Where am I going today…but
Not “where” where, where am I really
Today; I will sell lies
To buy the truth
I don’t know.
I don’t think I can run that far.
The sun is out behind the city, waiting
Waiting for something.
Because I say “I don’t” or ”I can’t”
Makes me…”not” either
Running is better when you know