loose chains lazy
So focused, a bead of sweat shivers, a
side-to-side slither and
slipping the noose, now the whole string is stripping and
beads flying loose, so like chain grinding chain or
tooth clinking tooth
they chime
unto a floor so up and below that the clatter of fall is
unheard through the uproar of taught
string vibrations and deep angry rhythms now soft still abrasive the
heave of some weight.
and
although so unseen we can feel the beads
rolling round under feet
in our soles they slide deep
wedge themselves in the creased rubber groove holes of our
dirty sneakers
.
and all of the
while our palms remain tethered by
strings of our sweating now dangling bare and we
wipe them on jeans
hang our palms like loose chains
lazy aching for contact
and tracing some
phantom of
holding each other.
