Little soft things we cling to and knead like the unlucky victims of trolls and giants. Their little eyes bugging out and falling back into place as they smile up at us, willingly taking our punishment in order to relieve our stress. You know what I’m talking about. Those little toys you get sometimes…
Stress Ball
hand on head
slowly squeezing
face keeps distorting
because they keep applying
pressure
a gesture
to relieve pressure
and transfer to another
to help them relax
I keep them away from me. I keep thinking one day they will rise up and reciprocate. That would be terrible, wouldn’t it? Have a great day.