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A Runner's Fistful of Haiku

Member since 2003 · Posted 25 Oct 2004 · 4 comments

--- On a Runner's High, auto-asphyxiated by controlled breathing. My muscles would scream, all but for their lack of air, mute to the beating. The pain in my chest, it will be less tomorrow, when I run again. ---

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[8] INTRANSIT 26-Oct-04/10:30 AM Reply
a mugged runner?
[10] razorgrin 26-Oct-04/11:57 AM Reply
I am out of shape. Lack of groceries has suppressed my masochism. Somewhat.
[n/a] -=Dark_Angel=-, P.I. › razorgrin 26-Oct-04/12:03 PM Reply
You must be on Ramamamadan, then. Don't bother. Muslim women don't have souls. That's definitely, definitely true.
[10] razorgrin › -=Dark_Angel=-, P.I. 27-Oct-04/11:28 AM Reply
I do too have a soul! I keep it in a secret hidden thimble.