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An Acrobat's Walking Alternative
An Acrobat’s Walking Alternative While I curse the nerve damage in my feet, bulging discs now cause me to limp about. Is this the fate aging acrobats meet because our jumbled spines twist in and out? Bulging discs now cause me to limp about, so I’ve taken to walking on my hands because our jumbled spines twist in and out. Waiting in line, on my head I will stand. So I’ve taken to walking on my hands, learned to ignore the strange stares I receive. Waiting in line, on my head I will stand, the only way for pain to relieve. Learned to ignore the strange stares I receive, grabbing groceries off shelves with my toes. The only way for my pain to relieve, placing groceries in a cart with leg throws. Grabbing groceries off shelves with my toes, I think about all the doctors who failed. Placing groceries in a cart with leg throws, I secretly hope these doctors are jailed. I think about all the doctors who failed. Is this the fate aging acrobats meet? I secretly hope these doctors are jailed, while I curse the nerve damage in my feet! *For Paula's Pantoum contest
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