body

dry twigs breaking quick.
red petals swimming upstream.
man’s search for violence.

the twang of tendons.
sharp note echoed up the spine.
my body in blues.

the thick heavy fog
sits across my chest, a bear.
kneeling and fragile.

yellow ball bounces.
up and then down through the arc.
nine thousand breaths more.

tangled committee.
sailor with too many knots.
all my fingers thumbs.

poking and prodding.
cutting and bleeding to live.
one more day in pain.