march

titanium shoulder
gristles in a loose socket.
i keep rolling it
to hear the noise
& feel the grind
unique to this shoulder
and me.

fresh ground sound
foreign objects
rub, catch on
tendons or cartilage
stop, skip, hit, pop

interesting sensation
skeletal reverberation

lately nights
i think i'd take back
the old shoulder
which was all me
it could move,
it just hurt to.

can't get comfy
in my sleep
my left arm keeps
going numb or just
aching. it feels so much
older & younger than me.

monday night
i'd get more done
if i was marooned
or at least moved
& onmyowning.

march you twist
time & weather &
i get caught
in the knots of you.
wrangle some
daytangles
different from the
usual strands.

you're unnecessary
& sink me.
kite line tight
breaks & i sit
in the sway
of dead grass, undoing.