Elastic Legs

I think my legs are made of elastics.

Last night I stood at the bathroom sink, brushing my teeth. My legs felt as if someone were pulling my muscles taunt, stretching them to their full length. I had to keep moving from one foot to the other, knowing that if I didn’t, my balance would give out.

I felt the tightness of them all the way up the back of my legs, could feel the front of my legs throbbing softly as I tried to fight an ever lasting battle with my body.

I had an image of someone plucking a string inside my leg, causing everything else to vibrate and hum. I wonder if the spasms are my bodily music, it’s own symphony that plays on whether I want it to or not.

In bed, I stretch out my legs, feeling my calves throb and harden, becoming the elephant legs that I dislike so much. I’m not able to find a comfortable position and the pain, soft and throbbing along my body like a lovers touch, sends me into sleep.

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About Jamieson Wolf

Jamieson an award winning, number-one bestselling author. He writes in many different genres. Learn more at www.jamiesonwolf.com
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