Dyson's Training Exercise
Dyson used to run when he was
younger. Waking up early,
he would streak out into darkness
like a wraith, directing his path
towards the beach’s contiguous dunes,
spending his mornings running up windblown
slopes, growing fast in the cold sand.
He did this because he loved
where he grew up, and was pure spirit
at that time, but also from his
careful sense of competition,
the intransigent force of
debt that protruded into his heart
like a happy rib. Through this effort
he came into himself, began to
implant his momentum in something.