Dimensions

I have drawn a circle round you
like a wall
and circles like wheels
within wheels like towers
overhead:

that pencil lies dormant on
the page while
I run until my heart
stops:

when I’m there you
are there and I am in three
dimensions:

we run, we run, we keep on
running until it’s
all we can do to keep
the legs moving one after
another

until we crumple like paper
and become two dimensions
once again,
lying there, dormant
like wheels within wheels:

suddenly too tired to
move, or kiss, or
fall asleep.