exactly.
but the day to day
collateral
damage of work and play,
of careless walking
into doors.
who hasn't stepped of a curb
and twisted a knee.
slipped on a sheet of ice,
bruising our head.
who hasn't rolled out of bed
to trip on a shoe or dog,
or glass from
last nights martini.
to the bathroom we go
for aspirin, a cold compress,
a bandage or two,
and we're put back
together,
ready for what's next.
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