tumble

funny,
my lines today.
opposing swirls of
arms flailing –
a tree in typhoon winds.
staring at my poses in the mirror
made me realize
I’m not in balance
while standing either.
just like last class
when lying
on a flat floor
was more state of mind,
just not mine.
now
opposing parts of my back
remember
the random contact
with that flat surface.
staring at myself
in the mirror,
new thoughts emerge.
what does keep me from falling over?
when I tried
to straighten
I start to tip.
one direction or the other
no matter
for the muscle starting to twitch.
it shakes a thought free
instinct draws my attention
I catch myself
walking between counter weights
taking shortcuts
because
a true line
is
uncomfortable.

floor

pretty remarkable
how uneven my body is
I wouldn’t have even considered
the difference between left side
and right side
had I not started to take this class.
laying on the floor,
feeling different points
on each side of my back
my legs
my shoulders
the random
make
contact with the floor
it’s strange.
this awareness
looking up at
that inbalanced feeling
knowing that
it is
a mirage really
of standing
upright
and aligned
on 2 feet.
but there it is I’m not flat
my sides are not mirrored
and I imagine
that is something
I need
to work on.