Having arrived at the position to turn away
you know nothing in the spine hears the spine, its velvet cups
squeezed between bone. & Hold 6 seconds.
Your wax wings pinned to one side, nailed
to the mat. Sluggish fat & rise. Front to go back.
60° she says. Collapse
your heart. Squeezed.
48 times.
49 times.
Between the mat and her hand. Her imposter palms
& give your nerves a hearty pull. Hzzzt.
A sound in the neck, the rack.