BACK
FRACTURE
gregory heaney
The fall is sudden, the stop is suddener, and bones break as easy as
hearts, the radius liberating itself, bursting through flesh like
Prefontaine plowing through the ribbon in Coos Bay, triumphant,
defying nature and basking in the glow of Chariots of Fire, but it’s
revolution is cut short by men in white jackets sent to quell the rebellion
with needles as long as Telegraph Avenue, and after the area is secured
with gauze and plaster and codeine, the events are forgotten, with only
a small white scar remaining, like a blank gravestone for a John Doe,
memorializing a forgotten loser.
(c) 2008 by Gregory Heaney