Day 11: Please crack my back

As a girl I would twist round and round
in the swing until the chains wound too tight
to twist any more.

Then let go.
And repeat until I was sick.

What is it about making ourselves sick.

On a day like today, I find myself
twisting my torso and bobbling my head
until I hear crackles -
to one side, now other side
let go, repeat.
I sway this kind-of dance
and wish someone would step in.