i run from deep deep oceans of blue gray black &
laugh at the sky pouring waves of cobalt down my throat,
lost times doused in thick droplets.
i run from daffodils and dandelions, salmon-berry shards soaked in
blush-pink memories of when the rain didn't scowl & we could
cling to the rope-swing, mush our Xtratuf's through the slough.
i run through the last frontier & pounds of shell-white
halibut, thyme-crusted to my skin till i fall through Canada &
land back home.
i run from cornfields & red barns & cows grazing past
combs of emerald, lakeside trails sprawled in oak roots,
shoelaces quivering to dirt.
i run from city-air & wash my hands in light pollution,
stare at the sky and wish for the stars,
longing for deep deep oceans and lost lost times.
i run from this body, from these too-long legs and this too-delicate heart.
i run till my lungs burn and my limbs scream and the world is a blur of
color & sound & smells.
i run from daffodils & dandelions,
the last frontier