Game-Changer

Just a simple misunderstanding
a signal lack of communication
the navigator was asleep at
the wheel connecting the
authority of the mind to the
moving gears anxious to perform.
Unwilling to await permission
to proceed, the fine balance of
cognition and recognition went
awry as motor function forged
on while the control station
struggled to keep apace. Little
wonder you misstepped a short
flighted stair so familiar you
fly up and down its length
countless times daily. So sad
you fell and twisted your foot.
Your devilish twin canines
thought it sweet as a challenge
a fine new game where you lie
stunned and prostrate, while
they gleefully scampered all 
over you, nibbling and licking 
in a frenzy of love. They'll get
theirs, though. No long nature
walks in the fall-kissed woodlands
until your wonky ankle heals.