OctPoWriMo 9

Choreography 
after so long not moving 
side by side by side 

makes you forget how 
the loneliest body is 
also still lucky 

to wake up aching
short of breath not knowing if 
the new routine will 

stick to synapses 
worn down by dull atrophy 
and repetition 

or if the making 
was always there just waiting 
to break a few legs 

restless but caught in 
suspended animation
like a clock that lasts 

for at least a thousand years