pushing hopelessly through september haze
fighting against thanksgiving turkeys and the first day of school
and frost on windows and long sleeves and warm cocoa
and fleece blankets and fingers sliding the dials on thermostats
it mirrors my effort as i turn the block for another
twenty-two second sprint
pushing hopefully towards my goal
but a different push, a patient push, a relaxed push
i read once that as you tighten face and fingers
as is the reflex at maximum speed
extra blood flows through that area
much needed blood that should flow to the legs
that you may flow easier to your goal
so against all intuition, eleven seconds into my stride
i relax as i push, i ease myself into an increased effort
i take heed of the september sun
i learn from it's downfall
shake the numbness from face and fingers
round the block
and explode
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