Lacing up, sneakers touch half wet pavement
with its puddles sprinkling the path, snow
patches rising along the sidewalk.
Beats settle in the ear as left and then right
foot pads the cement. Pace quickens,
feet leaving the ground, head high
dodging the deepest lakes, but splashing
through the tiny pools. Fluid motion
from tip of the head to the tiniest toe
braid snaking out the base of neck.
Tension dissolves, muscles warm
enough to melt the road. Flying.
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