J. Michael Ward

PHP Developer, Board Game Aficianado, and Donut Snob

Argonauts

This is the way we run now
The wind at our backs
A carrot before us
Our twisted, lurid bodies
Bent over, lurching
Stumbling, grumbling, aching, churning
Kicking up dirt and grime
Making divots in the ground and assholes of ourselves
God, nothing feels better
Sunshine in our faces
Three sheets to the wind
Sky’s the limit
The world is our oyster
And every hour’s rubbed worn like it’s Saturday
This is the way we run now
In circles
In fields
In dreams in our sleep
And when the sun sets we sprint home to our beds
To our families, to our friends
To everything and life ever after
We run
We run
We run