Six Minutes Twenty-Six Seconds

James Morrill


Throat scorched.
Chest burning.
Fast jogging.
Keep up, keep up-
two hundred
meters behind.

Breath fast.
Breath shallow.
I'm short distance.
Thought
I was on a roll:
beat my time
in hurdles,
beat my height
in high jump.

Last lap.
Breath fire.
Finish hard.
Last to cross
but get my time.

Win.