Corpus Corporis Poem by Alex Aamoth

Corpus Corporis



Crick This is how
Crack My body works
goes my back
Twist When I try
Whine To move a muscle
goes my spine
Pop Every single morning
Buckle In this house of mine
goes my knuckles

Thursday, September 25, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: self
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