Tagged: aches

when everything aches,

this morning’s elbows

this morning’s elbows
wake up sour, waiting for me
to give them a new

placement in the randomized
assignments of limbs on bed
.
20210811:0525
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may we always have

may we always have
just enough to share – like growing
so much perilla

that we can invite both friends
and foes to heal what ails them
.
20200817:2053
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with age come new aches,

with age come new aches,
vying for attention – let’s trade
an arm for a leg
.
20190825:1755
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** in the absence of The Daily Post from WordPress, here’s your daily prompt: trade

with age, new and old

with age, new and old
aches come for you in the middle
of the night. like a
hatchling marine iguana
versus racer snakes
at feeding
time, you realize the
carelessness of
tuning into another
episode of planet earth ii
as you make your way to sea
.
20170103:0213
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when the heart aches in

when the heart aches in
the middle of the night, there
is nothing for it –

the body trembles like an
empty house next to the tracks
.
20161006:0123
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there are aches that can

there are aches that can
drag you across one hour
into the next and

the next – during which you realize
you were never in control
.
20160914:2337
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here’s our history –

there are already days

there are already days
when my entire
body is
a question mark –
fingers stop
playing, shoulder
blades leak
acid, forearms
cry foul, knees
face a long stretch
of staircase below
with premature
apprehension
.
20100610:2200
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