The Terror Trot

I really need to rest.

I have been running for so long now,

mainly around,

but also quite regularly,

up and down.


I slow and wave hello,

to plenty passing partners,

reminiscing in old tales,

success washed in failures.


I have also quickened.

Fastening the belt on old foes,

through a blind eye,

reliving incidents.






My feet, so sore

no longer carrying my weight

and as I drift ready to rest,

my minds eye begins to wander,

and in terror,


I am running even faster.


– H. O’Neill

– Joao comazzi (photo)


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