Kristen Brewster

Tendonitis Of The Heart - Poem by Kristen Brewster

the bandages around my arms
protect and strengthen.
Trying to heal the wounds that
are overworked and tired.
I fear, dear reader,
that I have tendonitis.

The pain worsening, instead of to heal.
There is no rest for these hands of mine.
But they are the only part I can wrap.

Instead, what about
the tendons that surround my heart?
What is keeping them together, dear reader.

They are overused and have been
through the toughest of storms.
These tendons are the ones that pull me towards
my fate and friend. But I pull back away.
They stretch and cry for relief,
but I cannot wrap them.
I fear, dear reader,
that I have tendonitis of the heart.

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, June 28, 2009

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