treadmill
always feeling a couple steps behind
never catching up
miles and miles to go
horizon forever shifting
when life itself becomes
relegated to a number
or, mythologically speaking
dragging a huge weight up a hill
on your back
the peak always elusive
vultures circling
storm clouds brewing
with sweat falling drop by drop
into churning anxious rivers
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