Saturday, October 03, 2015

Couldn’t Stop, Couldn’t Wait – v3

His body was toned,
thin like a runner
wearing shorts, a tank top,
good running shoes;
He was coming toward me
through the village,
passing me on the left,
going to the store.

Something wrong,
his motion awkward
his gait not even, smooth,
his torso contorted;
He was held motionless
as he was running,
moving, in motion,
but something not right.

The right hand raised
up to his ear, cell phone urgently
couldn’t stop to answer
talking on the run
couldn’t wait for the call;
He couldn’t stop running
though he defeating his purpose;
the movement stunted
his important call
as if he wasn’t running at all.

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edited October 3, 2015
Couldn’t Stop, Couldn’t Wait – v3

(editing version 2)
edited July 13, 2015
Couldn’t Stop, Couldn’t Wait – v2
August 18, 2010
Couldn’t Stop, Couldn’t Wait
runner on Main Street, Suncook, NH
August 16, 2010

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