The Effeminate Jogger

[givenup]

I grabbed my worn out shoes and wrinkled shorts

Took a shirt from my closet floor

It had that familiar stench of mens locker room

 

My feet pounded the pavement with the rhythum of a bass drum

In perfect timing /Right

Left

Thump

Thump

Right

................

The effusion of wet, smelly body odor pervaded my body

Then, you appeared/ a chimera in the distance

Both of us on the same path, we ran toward each other

 

You had bright pink socks, with matching head band

Tri-Color shoes, a splashing iridescent accent to your shorts

And a tank top from Ab-a-Crobbie and Fitch???? or something

 

Suddenly, the air was redolent with perfume

One of us was incongruoue in attire/ or

perhaps not

 

As you passed by, I opened my lungs

To take you all in, I felt a renaissance

 

I attempted to smile, but you were too focused on the ground

Or perhaps getting your hair done after the run

 

Your body was etheral in flight

Mellifuously, you passed by

 

But what bemused me the most

Was that I never really knew

That the effeminate jogger

 

Never even sweats

 

gary/1990

[EmptySoul]

I like the flow of this writing.

 

-E.