A body like an old couch, wooden frame lurks beneath, old coils
and springs poke at odd angles, the upholstery pillow-soft with quivering gel.
Stretch out lithe and strong,
disconcerting cracks and creaks,
shotgun retorts from ball and sockets
worn free of cartilage and sinew
Bend over and touch the ground
with the palms of hands,
spine warns of shrieking collapse,
hamstrings slingshot tight ready to snap.
Clear-jump a fence,
don't catch on top,
and plummet
in chalky bone-breaking shame
Feel the surging school of endorphins
invade your cortex,
kneecaps grind and groan,
shinbones shriek red-hot needles
Wear skin taut,
smooth and silken,
smooth and silken,
not rippled like a pebble-dropped pond,
scaled and reptilian
shaping sand dune contours
shaping sand dune contours
Fight the tide, push the body, clear the mind. Rage against
time...live!
(David)
