My Jog

(Composed in my head while jogging and walking around Lake Union last night.)

My buds blow bass in my ear,
Tickling my drums,
Tinny tunes help my body,
Find the rhythm.

They say women don’t sweat,
We glow,
Bullshit.

We have glands,
Producing salty beads,
Cooling our strong curves.
Soaking each layer of wicking-wear.

Cleansing us.

Feet hit pavement.
Shocks find their way through joints,
We push forward.

Dancing in inertia.
Perpetuation.
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2 comments:

  1. MarileeJanuary 22, 2011 at 10:51:00 PM PST

    Love this! And I'd also love to know where you run around here!

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  2. The Ubran PoetessJanuary 31, 2011 at 2:46:00 PM PST

    Thanks! I like to jog parts of the Lake Union Loop - sometimes I try to get some stairs in and go up through Queen Anne. Jogging from SLU to Fremont is about 2 miles. I prefer jogging in daylight, so I'm not getting out too much this time of year.

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