NaPoWriMo Day 15: again, Again

My back hurts,
something about shoulder
or delts or a heavy neck.

I have anvils for feet
and gilded dust shoes
that race over the pavement
like marbles.

There are more stars than I could count
I sleep on cymbals,
keeping a steady beat.

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