Off we go.
Kicking off with the hind leg
we begin the sprint.
It starts off as effortless, easy.
Our legs move autonomously
propelling us
f o r w a r d .
Deep in the race we grow weary.
Breathing,
we notice the others for the first time.
Overjoyed and curious,
we [pause.]
But the deafening ROARS frighten us
o n w a r d .
Creating competition from connection
faster brighter lighter Fighter.
Suddenly we're chasing phrases.
Meditative HIGHS
"organic" psychedelics.
Inebriated, we stumble and stray
altering original course to conformity.
The chase continues,
Drunk on money.
High on $tatus.
We've been running for so long,
the
Coffee-
is
melded
to our blood cells.
We forget why we're running,
but can't stop.
Fighting cultural instinct
we attempt to self-des
Increasing pills,
(insomniadepressionanxietycholesterolbloodpressureobesitypain)
to e l o n g ate our life.
Looking back, the world we've passed is a blur.
We remember nothing.
We've affected nothing.
Afraid to stop, we keep running.
Powered by monsters unknown.
Short-ness-of breath.
The demons are up ahead
yet we don't stop running
.no one showed us how.
