First Thoughts

[dedalus_1947]

Orthotic: Taken from Latin
meaning artificial support, or brace;

and Greek, meaning to straighten.

The science that deals

with the use of custom-built

devices, such as molded insoles,

which fit in a shoe to make foot

motion more efficient, to reduce

the risk of foot injury, or to

correct anatomical imbalances

that may lead to pain in the

back, hips, knees, and feet.

 

 
Gliding on cement-smooth paths,

My lungs fill with air

That the heart converts

Into energy, and

Propels my driving pistons.

 

Bubbly, bouncy, buoyant

Freedom

Pulses through my veins,

And oxygenates the cells

In my head.

 

Cascading images in

Orange and black, of

Pumpkins and chimneys,

Fill my head with

Aching memories

Of agony and dread.

 

In midstride,

Teetering

Between past and present,

A file cabinet drawer rolls open,

And I think:

Where were you last Thursday?

 

Those roadrunner mornings,

Were rudely awakened,

With bloody, stiletto pikes.

Stepping through those wispy dreams,

I still feel the naked sting,

Of metallic frozen streets.

 

Tender petals of baby skin,

Leave a spotted trail

That only I can feel

On the moon lit rug.

Will it ever end?

 

Trails never to be seen,

Nor inspirations grasped.

This would bring a halt

To the mysterious gestalt

Of mindful running.

 

 

All those nightmare fears,

Quelled by a jello mold

That frees the wind

And shakes the earth.

Thank you,

Dr. Liebeskind!