Rhythmic Steps

Jogging silently through murky night. Wanting, Hogging contorted chirps of nocturnal eyes. Feel the pressure from the heel to toe, heel toe. Heel now! An evil moan as Pain himself sets deeply into motion. Heal. I shy away with backward glances vigilant, aware. Finding broken skin with bandages infested. Time, the slowest of the many factions Divides again in multiples of permeated fractions. All amiss again accounting for the soiled actions. I sigh and fall before the rage. Emptiness floods through the gate.