Invisibility is undesirable
I am flesh craving
in a touchless world

A voice yearning
to be heard, a heart
to listen – compassion

growing cold. This side
of the table intolerable
how long will we continue

Till the rage in me ignites
sets your paper walls aflame
and will you even notice?

(For Reena’s Exploration Challenge: feature image is prompt.)

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Permission to write, paint, and imagine are the gifts I gave myself when chronic illness hit - a fair exchange: being for doing. Relevance is an attitude. Humour essential.

21 thoughts on “Stalemate”

  1. Oh wow… I love this. Reminds me of the corona-inspired lockdown situation and the way people are burning through imagined “paper” walls with textual interactions, online…

    Beautifully written.

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    1. Another literary reference I had to look up, lol. I was thinking of that classic portrait of marriage with the man hidden behind the newspaper blocking out his wife. Same idea really – what arises from that need when it is not met.

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