After the accident where instinct died, road kill, and tradition, the first responder, returned with an empty ambulance, only species members with purpose tucked into armpits hobble across anxiety and boredom upon a rock in space.
The undriven limbs collapse among stones. Passionate search parties turn over boulders and knock down tall grass to find fuel and mechanisms for livers lumped, defeated consciousness, hardened hearts.
Uneven underfoot, the new day that seems to break into momentary desires begs for crutches and over-compensation. Even lava, granite, and sand preach at the school Beyond Expectation where the best colleagues mine personal potential for wellsprings.
Gripping the two railings, animal and angel, at the No Hands Rehabiliation Center everything rattles until from ancient holds a questioner lets go to become.