when you're not here
I can still feel my arm against you
running parallel to your neck
like the cornered arch of an origami pelican
folded in just the right ways
to meet you at every step
and feel whatever parts of you are accessible
and I'd break my arm
just to have as much of it against your back
as I could.
so tell me where the hammer is.
because humerus, radius, ulna?
not that important.
who needs a straight, solid arm
when you can just be my foundation.