Who instigated the abandonment? It’s an ugly question – manifests pretensions – both sides righteous, blinded… when the rage subsides faith will intervene, and acceptance
The initial spoonful – salted caramel cool – consoles bitten tongue, slides down burning throat: appeasement for churning gut. Each spoonful savoured sweetness countering bile,
I am contributing! Are these lessons not abundance – success? Authorities are dissatisfied; want me back in the game, insist disability has an end –
Is the writing on the wall so cryptic – graphic images depicting rage, flames of dissonance, young men bleeding at their own hands compassion incapacitated.
A shrill note pierces night’s curtain – an insistent, pestering alarm Is it loneliness that motivates the caller – the need for a warm body
Death came for me in that year of awakening before numbers doubled and puberty banished autonomy – it knocked. Peace accompanied certainty as I lay,