Our spines
strong
straight
or crooked
leaning or laying
are all
just pieces.
Pieces full
full of depends on.
Lots of holding together,
lots of won't out live our initial rot.
All the signals
sent
moving feet
or any other,
glue, or whatever makes
the few moments where I
all held together,
together
oh what my pieces can do.
Free breifly to jump full
into whatever I am.
Yet to often
the war with in
has left going right
right going left,
and a few other bits
of nonsense.
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