Pain is always abstract
but to me they are intact
the crucial pain in the knee
has robbed my glee
making me desperate
wanting to separate
the knee from my body physical
though it remains inimical
hard to not feel the startle
as it in a way crackles
there evolving a sound
when you walk around
a sudden wriggle and twist
lends a struggle and tryst
forcing a frown
with a 
tumble-down
managing the fall
getting up in all
finding not the reason
why people say in all season
that pain is abstract
which is not in fact.
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