Canto XXXV

Bring on the rain, bring on the rotting leaves,
bring on the low cloud, pump out waves of mist,
bring on the bare branches, I’m keen to brave

the shitty British weather at its worst
as early evening hours diffuse to dark
so I can run alone, and feel so blessed

when there’s no other fecker in my park.

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1 Comment (+add yours?)

  1. peter litton
    Aug 16, 2012 @ 10:01:04

    We are all different…Now me, I like to run in warm sunshine. I see few people on my cross country routes.

    Reply

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