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Running Sonnet

On days I run before dawn, my fav-

orite sight is blue-black becoming pink.

If it’s afternoon, I prefer feeling my legs

moving, quickly, through warmth. I think

I run therefore I am, but actually, I am

therefore I run, as our ancestors must

have, running from lions or toward lambs

or just the next meal. Really it’s a way to trust

the body, a method that outstrips cognition, just

neurons firing away. No better way to learn

the body is just a machine. A machine of lust,

and desire, wants, pure animal need. My turn

now to be just a body, not to see but to be,

the way that, running, the mind is finally free.

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