I used to watch my grandfather stretch
while sitting in his favorite lounger
he’d curl over his knees and touch
his toes reach back and skyward
and twist left then right his comb-
over flopping back and forth
unable to resist gravity
I remember laughing quietly
at the whole scene
now since my own bones and joints
like to go on strike
I have my version of homemade yoga
which I do as religiously
as mass is done by good Catholics
being much more careful
to not shift my head
too quickly
when changing directions
and avoid being the butt
of my own joke
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