I take a run down the street,
It's the damn bluebird in my heart
Been doing the talking again
Been singing me the blues.

I run and I think of you
How many years has it been?

Four? Five?
God... I miss you but you'll
say "Still running away
from your problems?

Sweat trickles down my spine.
Purple sweat like purple rain.

I quicken my stride.
I run
Not stopping
I pass a panting obese man

How am I any...