some people claim they adore watching children run so freeso gay

                                                                       they dont  they are lamenters

what they adore is the memory of themselves as children running 

                                                                     I ran here I ran there I ran everywhere

she did too

she remembers it readily 

                          although she doesnt remember why she ran  she just did 

she was having a fancy latte treating herself 

                                               she assumed she ducked a bullet she was supposed to be having coffee with a match from an on-line dating service but he was ten minutes late 

                                                                            if he showed up now and stupidly dared to approach her she tell him to go to hell she was punctual she expected punctuality out of a prospective date

actually she was itching for him to show so she could tell him to go to hell 

nevertheless she enjoyed her medium latte in a bowl two hazelnut shots an additional espresso shot 

she flipped casually through her smartphone not looking for shit from him looking up occasionally she saw children running in the park across from the coffeeshop where she sat and mused

thats when it occurred to her 

                              she saw a little boy break a handhold with his big sister she assumed they looked like siblings and he began running she groped for himmissing his arm then ran after him

the little boy ran and ran and ran 

he swerved a couplethree times as his sister closed on him avoiding her grasp

finally catching up on his heels she gave him a chuck in the back and he went down headlong on his hands and knees  

a big head is a disadvantage that small children do not recognise 

                                                                    they have to go where it goes

he rolled onto his backhe wasnt crying

she grabbed him by his forearm and pulled him to his feet then began towing him back to where his mother sat on a blanket in the shade of a huge tree with either her sister a relative friend or lover

they were terribly engrossed with their conversation

the little boy was obviously his big sisters ward 

                                                 he was her responsibility

it occurred to her

small children run

they run because the fight or flight response does not apply to them

they are too small to fight

therefore reasonably they can only flee

                                             only run

1426,  Reggae Friday,  25  6. 21

1610,  Saturday,  26  6. 21