My Endearing Bones

A lover’s quarrel is happening under my skin

my bones are fighting with each other again.

They grind and grate they get on each other’s nerves

they yell obscenities  at my muscles when they ask, ” Hey dudes seriously,  what’s up?”


“You aren’t working  with us, you aren’t working for her

all you do is snap, crackle and pop like a bowl of kid’s cereal.”


My bones won’t justify that with a reply

they’re caught in their own world

they don’t care what anyone says.


They’ll stay together forever

they don’t really know why

even though

it’s a grind, it ‘s a pain

being locked together

like this

under my skin.



RDP Tuesday: crepitus

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