ankles


i;m not a serious
jogger
i mean to be in stride w my cursing
         a fear of water i created for myself
         to hold me down
i am dirt
   i am too many ribbones holding my insides inside
 when am i going to
 sleep for the rest of /time/
  who goes there?
     i am sick w/ bengal stripes
       i can smell a roast slow cooking in the kitchen
     have they invented
     the miracle yet??
my dim eye my other eye sees
 grows large and black
 i am forgetting movement
 i don't even know
who i am