Exercising My Rights

I exercise like I act in public,

which is the same way I listen to music,

and the same way I eat my breakfast cereal.

I go jogging like I'm an elastic band,

or some cooked pasta: loose and floppy.

I'll be flailing down the street

and I'll flop right into a stolen car.

The people will call me a hero,

but I'll just tell them I was exercising.

“Exercising your right to be a hero?”

They'll ask, but nope I'm just in spaghetti mode

until death do me part.

So I don't go running very often.

I like a bicycles rigid frame.

It keeps the flop on top, and

the pep in my step

as I zip around and

try to find my center

of gravity.