I am not a runner

but as I lie on my side
waiting for sleep to come
because nothing else has
for the longest of times
it's like I've been running
I am on the run
and I've been caught mid-stride, mid-leap
one foot tucked under a thigh, arms
outstretched, expectant, in welcome
or for balance
and I try for the longest of times
to remember what it's like
to lie side-by-dangerous-side
and stop all this running.
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