Crumpled stem

What if only the legs prevail?

beyond unattractiveness

what are repercussions for the

mind and other limbs?

these parts radiate from the loin

these thighs cradle all life

or not, but they inhabit this

architecture cultural physical

template but what of a mind

imagining itself wobbling at

the top of a crumpled stem

or wholistically unwhole

What about arms that have

strategically surrendered to

over and under working

and life-extending poisons

Let it be the legs that go

last let me cling to the

capacity to run away

to die while seeking freedom

Comical scenes come to

mind for example if blind

earnest, yet flattened by

a car, which reminds all

The rest of us of where

we are, that some liberties

cannot should not be.

Only the mind can flee.

Ayre Fromme-Diaz