When Jogging

Written for Miz Quickly’s November Prompt Day 8 (in praise)

when jogging
her emptiness turns to muscle

strings of pain
down thigh
and calf

the flip side 
of clouds
rims her forehead
with the cool scent of halos

when jogging
the sanguine air spills around her

such billowing 
cotton sheets

she holds her 
belly button like
a belt buckle
firm and centred

and her breath 
rips shadows in the morning

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