Nested

Nestled in with childhood truths –
secondhand
perspective missing

Nursing a creeping creativity –
insignificant lucidity expanding
measurably hurried

Once social, now retreating
papered over failure
have fallen
frigid waves infiltrating
chronically pained
over and over
contemplating flight
freedom

Voiceless
expressionless
flat
even revelation muted
unmoving

protective boundaries
discussed
now crumbling
underestimated the struggle
the pervasiveness

Consider a militant approach
strident restrictions
nullifying passions
but I am a weaver

open to uncovering
blessings in failure,
compensated by soaring –
grounded yet questing
unsettled

disease is not a repellent for the mind
conjures movement in the sedentary
creatures born of defensiveness

I am motivated to find renewal
dank, moist, lacking flame
in this explosive personal nest.

(Written during my bedbound days, 2017. Edited for this edition. Image my own)


Published by

Unknown's avatar

VJ

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.

13 thoughts on “Nested”

  5. “As a suffering creature, I cannot do without something greater than I – something that is life – the power to create” … Vincent Van Gogh

    Liked by 3 people

Comments are closed.