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VRL Thonger

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I'll write a poem every day, might be tiny but it'll be complete.


We feel four bone spurs rearing up

along his spine beside the vertical scar

like button mushrooms or air roots

about to pierce the skin and take a breath

due to be carved off next week, a simple

procedure nothing dramatic compared

with the original disaster, a fall at home

then unconsciousness thinking

to sleep it off and next morning

couldn't move let alone stand

began to realise this might be

serious or even the end: three years later

he stands steady for us to inspect

what it meant when he said, 'I broke my neck.'

Day 86 Sonnet for a lucky tetraplegic

It took him all day to crawl to the phone.