Oh you, Screw,
exiting from bone
seeking a new home
pushing through my skin
in increasing agonies of effort.
As we part ways, may I state
that while I appreciate you having held me together
during that stint of cold weather,
it’d be great if you stay in place until
the surgeon takes you away!
(This ankle pain rankles me).
(I only wish this one was figurative, rather than literal!)