Anywhere I Lay My Head

My lungs scream that I demand too much,
my muscles burn,
my feet blister from the relentless strain,
but I dare not slow.
He is there behind me,
his breath hot on my neck.
I can hear him
(often he is all I can hear)
but I tell myself that I am not afraid of him
because I am an animal that knows how to run,
and from time to time I taunt him by looking over my shoulder.

But see the moon catch in his red eyes!
See the yellowed teeth smiling at me!
See the slavering mouth that claimed me long ago!


The clouds before me break and I glimpse the future-
I stumble on some pebble I did not think to fear,
my feet slip and fail
and before I can rise
he is upon me and I remember his name.

In the morning
there will be no beast that remains,
nor a sign that ever there was such a thing.
The crows will circle what is left of me
and no one will believe that I tried as hard as I could.