Deftly blood and tears must wait,

Perspirative stains can stay.

Left resistance at the gate,

To give yourself as mentor’s prey

Eighty minutes into the hurt

The remaining pain may seem inexorable

Eye the clock, then stretch the inert

Push the means to become more flexible.

Tarsal, metatarsal, meet

Floor on toetip, tiptoe onto

Weak thighs, lazy knees, dead feet,

Demipointe, a-one-two, two-two,

At least I get to stop at Demi

Not on toenail must I twirl,

Further pressure could condemn me -

Fuck, I’m glad I’m not a girl.