By lanna (precious_lana@hotmail.com)
Date: 16 March 2000

The Chase

I see you in the distance
and wonder why it is
that I am always behind you.

Shouldn't I be closer by now?

I speed up and slow down again.
Maybe I should save my strength. 
I look down, watching the cracks in the sidewalk.
What was that we used to say as kids?
'Don't step on the cracks,
or you'll break your momma's back.'
It whispers through my mind,
taunting, yet bringing a small smile.

I need new shoes.

How many hours have passed?
Has it really been only minutes, or 
even seconds?

I look up, and you're still so far away.
~sigh~
I guess it's time.

I take a deep breath, and off I go.
I sprint using every last bit of me I can muster.
I fly right past you.

A look over my shoulder;
I can almost imagine what it's like
to have you chase me for once.

I looked too long.
The sidewalk ends,
bringing me to my knees.

~sigh~
The flesh rips from my knees,
a welcome distraction from the pain
of forever chasing YOU.

3/16/00