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Barbella
April 4, 2024
The bar rests upon the rack, restless like
A fallen tree. I grip the cold, rusted
Metal and thoughts of doubt in my mind strike
“What if I fail, what if I fail?” Flooded,
My chest inflates. Everything tenses.
I lift the bar, it feels as if my mind
Deflates and loses all of its senses.
I bring the weight down. As I do, I find
That my body is fighting for its life.
The bar presses into me crushing my
Bones to dust and stabbing me like a knife.
I press against the force and watch it fly.
As the bar moves there’s a feeling of calm.
I wait to hold her once again, in my palm.
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