Watch it move

It moves to the left,

 and a touch to the right.

Up and down,

 when it feels like a change of pace.

I can only witness,

 and shake my head in dismay.

Somethings should know their place,

 and I believe my kneecap should be one.

I understand a need for change,

 and have shrugged it off before,

but for the rest of the body I must plead,

Won't you at least give the illusion of stability?

 

Reviews

[John the Baptist]

Kneecaps never pay attention. Ditto shoulder tendons.

[Jon Roggie]

I blame a collusion with time.