Moron. Thanks

Through thick bushes
You shove aggressively
Over every type of fence you jump
Across a bridge
You balance like a flamingo
Past late night cars you risk your neck
Away from nighttime beasts
You run lickety-split
Under motion lights you dodge like a vampire
And at the end I wait
A kiss on my lips, a warm embrace in my arms
And half a mind to beat the living shit out of you for
Running across Rockford at midnight.
But thanks.
-Seriously
(By Erin Tain)