Racing

I feel like I’m running…

Reaching.

Racing.

That’s it.

I’m racing… for something I can’t see.

I prize that can’t be won.

The wind?

The world?

The universe?

Everything…

Everything is winning…

The world is spinning,

And I

Am too dizzy to stop and reconsider.

I want to get off, get away

From this ride that keeps on

Spinning.