Casting

I’ve never broke a bone;
I’ve never needed casting before – 

I can’t imagine the sound
of marrow splintered through
it’s shell, the same way wood 
fractures from branches as 
a boy uses green outer bark 
for support – to prevent him from
falling.  Nerves must conduct
kilowatts in pain, generate
shock tense muscled faces as 
a body comes down 
on a flailing limb – a lead
pencil tip giving under the crashing 
force of its own body.
Or the compulsive violent kicking confusion – 

what have I just done to myself?