elasticity

I let it move up throwing my spine.. down through the bone and tap it closed in the breath. Those doors once smooth and locked appear to open like eyelids peeking up at me .. down and away. I catch my shirt hem on the latches … I snag my sleeves on the splinters that begin to raise up in this age. I procrastinate. I am full of fear. I have shoes that I have not worn .. shoes I will wait to wear.