the elbow striking
the door
edge, sends a storm of
electrical
current up your arm.
you rub it
gently until
the pain goes away.
hardly a funny bone.
not a single laugh,
or smirk
in it.
are there sad bones
too.
weary and angry bones,
curious bones,
bones that are aloof,
that ignore you?
Saturday, December 31, 2016
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