Poem-a-day catchup

[greenstorm]

#48

Sometimes a trampoline
Sometimes a blanket
Some days a cage

I.

It’s launched me through the air
Like

I can’t.

flying
Held me cozy after

I

a day’s work
Been a partner always:
Supporting

can’t

where it can
Even when there’s a little
Collateral damage.
Sometimes it gets

I can’t

sterner
And muscles fail
As it forces

breathe

me into rest.

Today I know why they call it
A cage
Ribs

can’t b

squeezing until
Spots dance in my vision
And brightness bleeds across the dark.

I

It’s not easy to partner back
It’s scary
And who

can’t

keeps track

b

of

I can’t b

these appointments?
I hear persis

can’t brea

tence is
The only way through
And so

can’t brea

I persist
Locked in a

brea

cage
Ribs squeezing
Spots for vision
Calen

I

dar at ready.

can’t

Sometime

can’t

s a trampoline
Sometimes

I can’t

a blanket

can’t

Some days

breathe

a cage.