So Can’t Complain.

Rub my eye vigorously,
With a knuckle.
Neck crackles twice in quick succession,
Spine releasing pressure.
Sounds muted by flesh & fluid.
Simply moving,
I pop.
Crinkle like chips.
Stretching muscle echoing,
Feeling tendons & ligaments –
Snapping across bones.
Still kickin’,
Though.
So Can’t Complain.