MILE TWENTY
Home-made creme brulée
and 40's factory tunes
help revive vim.
MILE TWENTY-ONE
My right arch is weird
past ankle trauma? asks 'net
google is so smart.
MILE TWENTY-TWO
Three in the morning
peaceful and quiet, we hoped
nope, still loads of drunks.
MILE TWENTY-THREE
Penultimate mile!
and the sky is getting light
at last, no more rain.
1 comment:
Congratulations and thanks for the running haiku. Now I'm inspired to do another - after Rick's 1/2 Iron.
Meanwhile, you looked great to the end, especially mile 23 where Emma resembles Kay Hooper!
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