What I feel for you is fit and sprints across the earth,
abreast the open seas and rock mountains,
Afloat skies bringing rain and the woods, shrubs and purple weeds,
Salt hills, rivers and heavy sands.
Its fit and sprints
— — — — — —
It sprints without intent but intensity,
putting G inside Gallop
Powering at 0.0037% light speed, 37 lung cylinders.
ran on a 3-body problem, the glitch of an imprint
— — — — — —
Runs amok, loose, naked,
Through the Amazon swinging from treetop to tree,
Tarzan’s got nothing.
stops on occasions to holler at the animals,
buffalos, squirrels and snakes;
exoskeletons, serengetians, masai marans
.
Pauses en-route to french kiss frogs,
then hops through anthill holes to see Queen mother, for a true happy ending.
,also receives great applause and fanfare, teaches on purpose and sacrifice,
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It tears through the city,
vexing through go-slow, roadblocks and checkpoints,
Dashing past city boys and girls,
Dashing past Olympians since Beijing 2008,
It even made Sha’carri Richardson run faster…
then took a day off at Gugong by Tiananmen Square; to pray —
— to pray that if you found a way to want me the way I want you,
I would leave at once this stalactite I hang upon;
By the sound of your voice, at the consequence of it,
come sprinting back to you if not !
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Then na to drown,
Throw my own body into saltwater and slowly,
descend into the deep- into home,
Where sharks a’dancing, rays a’twerking, Igbo oil passing,
crabs a’drumming, jellyfish a’humming, all together singing:
..
“Hoo hee in tha key of G
It’s a party in the deep blue Sea 🌊
