"Poems are forever floating through my mind and if I don't catch them pin them to the page they are gone forever and what good is that?"
~ My journal (age 14)

Thursday, March 10, 2011

The Knee

I keep waiting for a recall
on the knee
with it's accident proneness
and misshapen design
all knobby and clunky
like a crankshaft
on a sleek Aston Martin
it is completely out of place
with the grace of the human form
jutting out asking for trouble
prone to bashes bangs and bruises
painfully attracted to sidewalks
and forever the mortal enemy
of the women's razor

1 comment:

  1. Yet without them it'd be so dang hard to sideways kick you in the butt :)

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