IN FULL MOVEMENT

I could be in a grave
buried in
my neighbour’s yard
 
as they tend to my decay.
 
Instead,
I am life
 
in full movement.
 
Shoulders:
figures of eight,
 
stretching back
on fences;
 
voicing
adolescent love songs
 
as though
 
I never stopped
feeling them.
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