Knees
Crack!
Pop!
Skiddly doo bop de dop!
Those are the sounds of my wobbly knees
So tender, warm of flesh, and with joints stiff like dead bees
In their ungraceful way they come to a stop
Pop!
And then I'm dead
Copyright © Waldo Swarthy | Year Posted 2018
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