Nightmare Web

Through the spider’s web
trapped by illusion; sticky
these thoughts, theses pearls
of venom that cling and bore

Desperately crying: Help!
unable to clear the shadows –
nightmares end, they say,
all I hear is menacing laughter.

(Image mine. Borrowed from Twitter @Vjknutson)


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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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