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Ode to My Knees (After Falling Off my Bicycle)

  • Writer: charlie kesem
    charlie kesem
  • Nov 30, 2017
  • 1 min read

Updated: Jun 28, 2020

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You pick me up when I fall down.

Hands working with you

together

my saving grace.

You teach me to be flexible –

sometimes standing upright,

other times curling for spoons.

Triangles – downward dog

the backs – sensitive

bent – curvy great shapes,

building blocks.

Straight – weird knobby things.

Skin that’s tricky to shave,

there’s really no

cutting corners.

But mostly, sweet knees,

you carry my bones,

my spine,

my strength.

 
 
 

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