chiropractors
they are not the same
some are miracle workers
others make your soft tissues cry
one worked on me for minutes and my migraine left
I limped out of another chiropractor’s office unsure if I could walk
My back felt broken; I was in severe pain
This was the last one I ever saw
The deserted chiropractors left, hunting in the dark,
Probing for something to fix, finding things
Undefinable, working their magic
Unknowing if it was working.
Finally always moving on
In search of the next
Virtuous pursuit.
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