ticking off the minutes
accounted for
are the steps you take down the hallway
heel toe heel toe heel toe
pink and blue socks
a blur
as you waver in the middle
a straight line is impossible
you do not want to travel the shortest distance.
its empty
but you're full and
racing
with your eyes down
and the
one-two-one-two-one-two
of repetition in your head
as you speed along
and this little pleasure
is all
you need