I am thankful it is dark.
Everyone is looking forward
towards the teacher who is drenching
us with instructions for
the next pose.
I fall over in the back,
emitting a small wince as
I step onto the edges of my
blocks and the buckle of my strap.
My next pose lags well behind
the others until the end when
I catch up quickly for the final
savasana.
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