I run run run
at top speed.
They see me.
The nut-catcher van
turns in my direction.
I leap over the fence,
and head for the horizon.
The van crashes through,
and sputters in the mud.
I am moving at top speed,
across the daisy field.
I hear the rear doors open.
I look back.
The net hounds are gaining fast.
Almost there.
I leap.