She Loves Me, She Loves Me Not

Since I had so much fun writing my last reverso poem, I decided to try my hand at another.  This one's about my love/hate relationship with that great hamster wheel we call the treadmill.

I Hate You

Dear Treadmill,

You are my

Achilles' heel, okay?

You make the

minutes feel like hours.

I left work where

I don't care

If I work up a sweat

during my lunch break.

I fit you in,

but I have to go back.

You kick my ass.

You are so fast

and set  to climb

at almost ninety degrees!

I hate that it is

just staying in one place.

I want to be

on the ground

outside

when it's warm.

I Heart You

When it's warm

outside

on the ground

I want to be

just staying in one place.

I hate that it is

at almost ninety degrees

and set  to climb!

You are so fast

you kick my ass.

But I have to go back.

I fit you in

during my lunch break.

If I work up a sweat

I don't care.

I left work where

minutes feel like hours.

You make the

Achilles' heel okay.

You are my

dear treadmill.