A One Track Love Song

9/5/11

Back at the track, labor-day weekend rest fully seeped in; feeding hungry legs. Legs craving the workout stretching out before their warm-up leads them to cry in chorus “Come to me stretch of track, lined and curved in places.
We will devour more than a snack, and eat all your tastiness.
Let us own you for this while and you will own us two.
Now sing us a song in style as we come to you!”

And so the track’s lanes, lines and love replies
“You may have this moment, but you must be true.
If you want to own us then of course we own you too.
Tire not of our patience, for we are always there.
Learn to never hate us, and this time we can always share.”