Untitled for now

This might be a part 1,

(pill thoughtfully
dissolving between gum and lip
symptoms eased…)

One day
one mistake somewhere and you can wake so
sick, every pleasure loses power
days last week’s
empty body. Empty muscles waste and weaken
trapped and worried and
rest always so wanted hurts
and frustrates
disabling, sleep
escape from
punishment, down here cold and curled
realizing your body is what you have
just, your body can hurt so much as well-
lesson long observed through dripping
lashes and somehow always buried but
some, we very lucky ones wake one day and
stand again. The veil of sickness lifted
able to reach to touch and see the beauty
and power of things
before almost considered simple.
Grateful

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

it is your body, and what seemed so simple before, we are now grateful for it...

abusing our bodies with drugs makes us someone we are not...and unfortunately we often don't feel what we have is enough..so we have to take those trips into euphoria...but they don't last, and we land back to reality when the effect wears off.

another very strong write...the journeys you take us on are so real, so uncomfortable, because that is what life often is.

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"The veil of sickness lifted
able to reach to touch and see the beauty
and power of things
before almost considered simple."

:: you're such a beautiful poetess... and such beautiful human heart... i love this heartsong of yours... it reminds me of all those times when i took the ability to stand for granted and suffered immense pain... it did take a while to heal... and now that i have healed... like you, i'm very grateful too...

:: p.s. can't wait to read part two...