12 July 2009


he clings to it
the anger like a spider web attaches itself to his soul
it propels him through each day
into the sunshine and again through each dark night
running relieves a part with some distraction
the speed, the miles, the adrenaline rush
but then it stops and he comes back
to the anger......
and she steps away, glad to be free of his fury, his resentments.
but knowing she was part of his diversion.
for a short while.

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