National Poetry Month’s Poem-A-Day 30-Day Challenge: Day 21
AXLE
After the accident
his brain transmission
no longer sent signals
to his right leg or left.
The old axis of his life,
strategic goals by the age of thirty,
shifted in a hurry for the brave paraplegic
negotiating the busy hospital hallway,
determined head over deadened heels,
beating heart, heavy breathing,
as of yet uncalloused hands
white-knuckled on two wheels.