Muscle Memory

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I awoke in peril while attempting to flee.

I ignored the nurse’s warnings in my haste until

the forced injection insured my compliance.

Muscles have memory…

Whatever happened while I was under…my body

remembered, and at the very first opportunity did its level

best to save me from further trauma.

We’re taught from a young age to negate our body’s warning signs…

Your hair bristling, a pit in the bottom of your stomach, feelings without proof that something or someone’s just not right.

Our body often knows what our brain is unable to accept or make sense of.

Of late I’ve pondered…a peek at my record…

But muscles have memory…

And I think I already know enough.

 

 

©Dani Heart

3-12-2020

 

 

 

 

Tiptoeing Through the Tulips

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Every conversation with you is a test.

A tricky exam with multiple choice answers designed to trip up all but the savviest applicant.

Like an H.R. pro, your analysis hidden, and your poker voice perky and appropriate…

Your relationship hopeful never sees the ax coming until their severed head watches its body falling as it’s rolling across the floor.

 

©Dani Heart

6-29-2019