Runner's High

Brittle pink and pumping,
my poison darts.
Little veins throbbing,
tissue-roped remorse.

Sticky sins dissolving
past red paved pasts.
Crinkled confused cadence
pulsing a proper path.

Brilliant and burning,
fire under my feet.
Measured steady striding,
rhythmic solid beats.

Swaying and dancing
with muscled scars.
The high seducing
my sweet red heart.