as he cross-country skis over concrete

his body leaks stickiness

a sure sign that his work will be rewarded

with adrenaline's acceptable high



he continues to pull at what would be poles

trying to strengthen the arms

that all the "shes" will see



and he stares at the flashing colors

in the motion of a productive combination

of TV time and exercise



until a hairy carnivore with a drooling tongue

stares up at the man in confusion

maybe wondering why she can't smell the rabbit

he must be chasing



so the exhausted man laughs at the stupid lower life form

driven only by instincts

until Cindy Crawford draws his attention back to the screen