Some memories
too dark
lie buried
beneath this hide

to forgotten chambers
I obsess over ideologies
crave peace

Only an archeological dig
can set that dream in motion.

(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.

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