Day: Nov 24, 2020

Running until my knees become softer than melting snow,

Running until my thighs burn and can’t carry the weight.

Trying to escape your furious words, nostrils soaked in blow.

Trying to run up that hill and maybe I can if I keep my faith.

Sneaking around muddy patches, drowning my sneakers until they flood.

Sneaking around rotten animal corpses, keeping it slow and on the hush.

Dangling over the edge of the bridge, crashing in the river with a thud.

Dangling out your car… I don’t recall what happened, my head’s a mush.

Pulling on the ropes, trying to spit out the piece of cloth.

Pulling on the cuffs but my arms are too weak to break the hold.

Choking on tears, they’re filling my nose and open lips as I pray to god.

Choking on smoky gasoline in a burning car left in the wolds.