Abrupt heart flutter,
adrenaline’s lash.
Twisted ankle at topmost
pitted concrete stair
damp from morning’s
thunder letting.
instinctive headshake, image gone
except behind closed lids.
Solid each foot,
grounded heel to toe.
Mindful of body borrowed,
still mine
for now.
(cc) Karen G. Johnston
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