the evening run

my view shifts down and up
while my peripheral is a blur.
there is a pain in my chest
sharply stinging in the cold.
left right left right
upper cuts and a lose jaw bone.
my calves are permanently flexed
to spring off the charcoal.

i am so focused and headed nowhere,
with a deep desire to move through the world.
at the end of this trajectory
i will collide and explode.

running towards a goal attempting
to destroy the illusions of the mind.
this social abyss is littered with
vain lips that utter pathetic lies.
the few good women and men i have seen..
these close and distant friends
have become an endangered species.