NaPoWriMo 10/30

Spine

I asked my spine

how it keeps me up

on days like today

when darkness curdles

around my shoulders

and begins unfurling

a cloak of dumbbells and tar,

letting gravity coax us

to the concrete,

atom

by

atom.

 

Spine says nothing

(it never does),

re-aligns its stacking,

and holds me through.

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