My ankles get swollen when I run too far away on bad shoes
cement wears out me out quickly
still i choose to run out into the
curving roads luscious green pastures
cows and flies, horses and roadkill
blood smeared on the streets
abandoned barns awaiting explorers like me
like she
we creep into backyards
skinny dip in moonlight
dance in the rain, dream of purple deserts
run up hills into forests of bamboo
and then come home and stay still for hours
resting side by side
melting in each others dips
pampering, kissing, holding hands like children
we are kids, each other's mothers
soulmates incest
understanding logic confusing spirituality
so we run side by side wondering
where the next turn will be
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