Cement…
The word conjures images of
Sidewalks, driveways…
Even the blocks
That support fence posts…
It may also bring to mind
The beautiful art pieces
That grace the Cemeteries
Commemorating loved ones
Who have passed.
It brings to mind
Strength….longevity….power to withstand.
Yet I like many others with Fibromyalgia
Find it to encase
Each and every limb
Making movement almost impossible!
It is as if our
Arms and legs
Are secured by thick casts…
Fluid movement?
Not possible…
Like swimming in
Thickening cement
Forced, exaggerated movements.
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