Streamlined skull idling in the reed grass

Among the jumpseed fleet footed bones poise

white ribcage releasing the coattails of winter

heart pounding, feet pounding

eating up earth and asphalt

nothing can hold me down

no one can catch me again

gulping mouthfuls of warm moist air

Calm wicks off my skin

Chunks of me careen away as I pick up

Speed trickles down my spine and pools

on my sun picked bones still running

Running without looking

back is sanctuary

Streaks of flesh race off trim hooves

Tufts of hair run free