Miserere

I confess:

I have become 

a runner.

I go 

running.

I 

run.

Like a 

runner.

Which is what 

I have become.

A running 

runner.

Forgive me.

Oh Christ.

Forgive me.



Taken from Charlie Brooker’s Guardian column, 6th November 2011. Submitted by Ailsa Holland.