629 – Confession
I’m not a good runner.
• • •
I’m not a good runner.
What if you nudge it just a tiny bit to the left?
Silent rhythmic mantra
In the morning light.
–So, what are you going to do now?
“So, how did it go?”
The wolf started to growl, its huge yellow teeth slowly showing behind the curling lips.
The bass
Keeps thumping
Between
My ears.
She was like
A shooting star
Left, right,
Rhythmic splashing.
Left, right,
Rhythmic steps.
The whinny alarm keeps buzzing on my wrist