reluctance (by me)

 

 

reluctance

i don’t want to
but i must
so i pad softly down the stairs
wincing as each foot kisses the cold, hard stone
i stretch each leg in turn
folding the other beneath my weight
and my knees crack each time
though they know what is to come.
i sigh and press “play”
and my thighs clench instinctively
my feet begin to stab the floor
merciless
and suddenly
the pain is gone
the sigh is gone
the languor is gone
gone
gone
gone
as my lips curl into a smile

i dance.