Being not in my right mind

Laughter choruses from my lips and my strong teeth flash,

My arms feel sinuous and my skin like a copper conduit for happiness.

Why can’t I feel like this all the time?


The frustration of an out of shape kickboxer

My body is betraying me,

I want to be strong and meet my challenges with broad shoulders and muscled legs,

but everything is standing in my way,

a twisted wrist, a damaged eye, a shredded calf muscle, a torn shoulder blade.

For the love of my sanity let me heal so I can go and hit someone in a grimy gym

because I hope I am kind, but I need the release

I am not violent, but I’m getting there.