I am bloodless
Loveless
Useless
Ruthless
Angry

I am filled with obscenities
and every once in a while
a stroke of serenity
on a long run when I hear the faintest of a heartbeat
covered up almost entirely by the pounding of feet

My feet

I run in circles
so I get nowhere
which is mostly the point
and every ache in every joint
remains incomparable to unbearable nights like these

They leave me bloodless
Loveless
Useless
Ruthless
Lonely