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Click here through the whole summer of liquid iron
we had been running every noon
day after day
mile after mile
some of us in sweat
some with a smile
this guy one step behind his stomach
another a step ahead of his own ass
it's not a thinking game
it's not chess
the slower the pace
the faster the tongues
degrading women spilling ethnic jokes
and so we run en masse
on the Peripheral Road
between the stomach and the ass
wlodzimierz holsztynski ©
1983/1988
This poem was selected from Lit's archive of over 39,000 poems for inclusion in today's Archival Review.<br>
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