Poem: Running on by Sally Barrett

Running on

Running water indoors / don’t take me for granted
Sitting in a shower cubicle
I don’t know how much bloody blood there was
Don’t ask me Don’t ask me Don’t ask me
do not ask me please because I do not know

Running water outside / don’t stand in the rain
Catching chills sitting in an empty bath
I don’t know how the air circulates and how we breathe
ask someone else ask someone else
why not ask someone else but they may not know

Running people in a sports hall / circuit training
Squatting, doing those burpees
I don’t know what previous centuries’ exercise was
Try asking one of those clever people
like a Physicist or a Philosopher or a Historian

Running tears down my face / and his face
Hands tear at my skin and his hands at his scalp
I don’t know why emotion is so powerful
So look upon the people crying
and ask them why they sob

Sally Barrett lives and writes in Manchester. She has been published in online poetry journals such as Picaroon, Blackmarket Re-View, Hypnopomp, 3AM (In collaboration) and in Best Practice Zine. She has a had a pamphlet recently released from the Red Ceilings press.

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