Distance Runner

Contained

in your lust for distances

there is something impersonal.

 

Like Eichmann

-- impassive logistician

finding a technician’s glory

in whole trainloads of man-miles

 

then riding home on a bike

to Mrs Eichmann and dinner

of steak & vegetable

extract.

 

-- Such care with your body!

 

Coming back from the shops

I decide

you examine your faeces

for flaws.