Whiskey Bend Run

down to the river,
down to the river i run,
the miles are there for anyone to run.
for anyone to have,
long and hot,
as cars rush past,
full of staring
disbelievers,
the few people that wave
and smile,
are other runners
who would be with me,
but have things to do
before they run.

4 miles to the Sabine River Bridge
and back in Texas heat.

1987