Waking up at 2am
Neck locked again
Tilt forward, searing pain
Then snap, try to get back to sleep

A morning spent studying
Sat at a laptop, the pain spreads
To my shoulders, I stretch
Moving head and shoulders, crackle

Late evening and writing is done
I think I might be too
I move and my whole body seems to pop
This can’t be right, I’m only thirty-eight


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