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What It Felt Like To Break My Leg As Imagined For Years Set To The Tune of Clifton Chenier, But Not to the music; the Leg is Being "Set," As In Re-Aligned.*

I cried for what felt like days

But like most things that hurt,
When I get hurt,

I actually just stood there
As my face got whiter,

Which didn't happen.

And as my leg Swelled,

As I imagine legs do

When they break

I thought about crackers

And how when you load them up with Cheese

They always crumble on your sweater.

On my sweaters.

*See here too long a title, laid to rest.