I just.... My coccyx

I just...
My knees
They bend
My pleas
Extend
Beyond
Vertiginal
Invidious
They vend
Durability
Expend
And creak
Infinitesimally
Inflexible
Distracted
weak
They bend towards the tunnel
They flop like broken docs
They walk on wartime stink bombs
Fetid rank obnoxious
Overrun by truants
Fleeing from the ghost train
Sheet white doorstep
Gold top red top
Stolen milk
Sewage bed hop
What I want
Sooty luck
Guiltless bidden
Ear to ear
Fruit and juice
Ripe tomatoes
All our yesterdays
One out all out
In the future
We'll be riven
Like a beagle
In the torrent
Won't your want you's
Dissipate
Thought you loved me
Like a taxi
Volubility
Always late
You disrupt my
Serendipity
Spent before you
Supplicate
I implore you
From the flora
Of my stomach
Don't reflect my
Altered state
Nor dissect me
On a plate
I just....
My coccyx
Trips and fangles
All the lurid
Consecrations
Of these handsome
Whims of fate.

03/02/18