it's Spring, and i've promised myself
that means i'm a runner again,
except all winter i discovered
yoga apps on the carpet,
temperature-controlled with my
chunky dog cheering me on
from the couch.
when i say, "want to go run, girl??!"
she snaps her eyes shut and
fakes a snore.
later she hops down to stretch.
"now we run? ready??" i ask.
she looks down at (towards) her 5-inch legs
hidden beneath her solid anvil body.
her eyes say, "i love you...
but the fuck you say?"