Rolled
The Unnecessary Line poetry challenge
She rolled, and rolled, and rolled
Because feet were too tired, knees too sore,
Arms gave up. Somewhere on her face a second mouth opened up
and sighed, "No more."
So, she rolled.
Supine
Here and there something dug
into muscles that held together her back and
if she was lucky that something
was just a rock
and didn't go "crunch."
Prone
Fatty pieces of torso pressed against dirt
friction
stretch
squish.
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Thankfully, it's all downhill from here
even if that down is sheer
and that hill is a cliff.
About the Creator
Rebekah Conard
33, She/Her, a big bi nerd
How do I write a bio that doesn't look like a dating profile? Anyway, my cat is my daughter, I crochet and cross stitch, and I can't ride a bike. Come take a peek in my brain-space, please and thanks.
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