i'm missing a feeling of motion
a dancing in my back
a jumping in my knee caps
the twentytwo loops i could swirl around a field
i know it used to be there
like a freedom in my hips
like a promise in my backbone
elevation in my feet
but i put it all away
in a place long since forgotten
and for some now unknown reason
labeled it "old slash broken"
now gathering signs and clues and traces
to find the way back to my motions
left behind for resurrection
in a body without shame
