I lay in bed
my hand draped over my own hip as I relax
it’s odd though
to feel these muscles under my skin
a slight shift making them
more pronounced under my fingertips
I haven’t had a body that spoke of strength or vitality in ages
depression making it hard to simply
get out of bed most days
barely functioning from bed
to shower
to desk
to couch
I was trapped in my head for years
out of touch with this amazing body
this body [poem]
