silence

for the runners

you are silent.

you are silent because you don't know;
you don't know how to attach.
love is not a word implanted into
your vocabulary,
but run certainly is.
so you sit on that bus
that reeks of sweat and regret,
a large suitcase at your side,
and thoughts piling within your mind,
but you feel no such guilt.
because you believe if you didn't
leave in a hurry,
they would have.

so you stay silent.