The short, sharp exhalationsOf a body in motionNight air slipping along skin:Velvet& the inexorable thuds of gravity'sGrip on rubber soles.Earth rotates.Pungent sweat outlining cheekbones,Reflected briefly in a sliver of moonlight.Inhale.Trees flit past, humanoid in the darkness.Blood sloshes back & forth like mercury.Exhale. Breathe.Heart knocking relentlessly against a ribcage.The swit swit of night bugs. The stealth-like swirl of thought -Brighter than the moon.