Christina Chiropractic
Aug. 13th, 2005 09:18 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
flamingswordNothing to say to you, I'll do this instead:
I'll make flexible friends, laugh on street corners, and stand on my head,
So that blood rushes fizzy down every capillary
And gravity makes me dizzy as your company made me.
I won't need to contort to live in this skin,
No slow strain to warp the groundwork I live in.
I'll change it when I figure how to stop this ache
And stretch to stand tall with a back not made of break.
But reaching toward you, twisting like a vine kinked to reach
Has got me left of true, cracked foundation like a lie to you.
And that's your cross to preach.
I'll adjust and tilt and connect and creak and pop
So soon my backbone of belief that hurts will stop.
I'll make flexible friends, laugh on street corners, and stand on my head,
So that blood rushes fizzy down every capillary
And gravity makes me dizzy as your company made me.
I won't need to contort to live in this skin,
No slow strain to warp the groundwork I live in.
I'll change it when I figure how to stop this ache
And stretch to stand tall with a back not made of break.
But reaching toward you, twisting like a vine kinked to reach
Has got me left of true, cracked foundation like a lie to you.
And that's your cross to preach.
I'll adjust and tilt and connect and creak and pop
So soon my backbone of belief that hurts will stop.
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Date: 2005-08-14 07:53 pm (UTC)Specialized language (chiro/massage) in poetry is music to my ears!
I loves it.