Rocker hip, unstable, loose joint
scarred over, something tight from
the jaw clench to the pelvis. Petrifying
timber, I now lean to the left.
Before derailleurs: symmetry and strong legs
to hilltops and down a somersault spine
summer grass arms that
held cartwheels, left and right palmed
Clenching, loosing, lifting work
against the slumping tight string
pull of of a pouch collapse of soft leather
around the gut, the pearl
Watching my shadow turn around me
a sunstone, bones to water. I dream
a swimmer, slow and languorous
*Two poems in one day to play catch up for the month.