Turning Back to No More Normal.

Whim
Mar 22, 2023

Spine turned on itself,
A corkscrew, ninety degrees,
Flesh stretched in agony,
Torn from the safety of need.

Mammal walked off kilter,
Adapting, as change decreed,
Half cocked from within,
A gun for the third scene.

Blast delayed to come
Patiently bulged, like with seed
Spine turned once more
Rotated into a new being.

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