Noa Run

[Run]

Noa

I avoid calls Except when they come from Belgium Where words sound like poetry and the world fills with green I avoid elaboration Saddling horses instead Their hoofbeats travel faster They have no need for looking at the afters and inbetweens

I avoid calls Except from my brother or cousins He’s going to college Not sure if the calls will keep coming

I avoid calls Instead chasing pastures Where horsie and I hit the ground running