You can make a poem while jogging

The atmosphere is great
when running, you suck a lot of it
into your throat,
just make sure you don't taste blood
in your mouth, that means you
were running too hard

I was out there, in the back
just jogging,
when I heard sirens and a helicopter fly overhead,
to bust a meth lab,
I thought, what if they mistook me for a drug man
and shot me through the head with their rifles?

I dunno, but I'd be dead in such a brief moment that
it would be like I never existed in the first place.
I don't usually jog in the back, I just wanted to move my legs once.
I'll be sitting in a cubicle soon anyways, and my legs will grow fat as hams.