My ankle hurts
because I stepped funny
at the very beginning
of my very own bat mitzvah party.
I might've twisted it
I don't really know
but I can't sit a certain way
otherwise the pain returns
poking
stabbing
sharp
like a knife that cuts
but also bruises?
I don't know.
My ankle just hurts
because I ran
and stepped funny
and made my ankle gave out on me
just like everything else did.
Happy birthday
or more like happy belated birthday -
I'm a day late -
but still
you're fourteen now
same as you were a week ago
but older
You'll be driving in what, two years?
we're so old
I am a notebook
spiral bound
spinning down the length of the paper
twisting
turning
twirling
until I hit the bottom
and then I spin back up
the lines passing by quicker and quicker each time
Mediocre
boring
bland
drawn-out
not over yet
a story with an unfinished ending
an experience so mediocre its bad
a full life dotted with holes
gaps in my well-being
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