Building

Standard

Thick, dark, iron disks
of various sizes
lay scattered on the beige and tan flecked linoleum
black bench stranded
center room
dusty under the beams and pipes
all the exposed twists of wire
of the Cape Cod’s unfinished basement ceiling
silver bar resting
unweighted
across the span
meant to hold his tensed back
steady

He’d been moved out
while out one day
arriving home
to be told it was no longer his home
his body building
unlinked from familiar
building
muscles
muscled out
baggage not designed to carry
so much weight

Him left
weightless

 

August 2014
Julie Ayers

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