that louse that foils

What if I sacrificed
this invasive habit –
allowed vulnerability

Entertained possibility
of self-acceptance,
treasured what is?

(Tuesdays, I borrow from Twitter @Vjknutson. Image my own.)

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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.

23 thoughts on “Louse”

  1. I don’t often see the word “louse” used in poetry. It’s a particularly apt metaphor for the self-deprecation that sucks our life’s blood. Time to pluck it off!

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  2. If it was easy everyone would be dancing in the streets, do we really want that? πŸ’ƒπŸ•ΊπŸ€Έβ€β™€οΈ

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