Somber, this intrusion, me immobilized – fear mounting, fuming common odours triggering paranoia – fruits of a prolific dreamer, buried in withdrawal, work in progress,
Category: ME/ CFS
Present, If Not Accounted For
Invisible marginalized – components of self devalued by marketing trends still sentient enough to need: acknowledgment recognition acceptance respect kindness never overrated.
Spooning
I have measured out my life with coffee spoons.” Source: “The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock” by T.S. Eliot I line my spoons on
Life Altered
Morning light but a trickle mind switches into gear, body resisting response, ambition thwarted by illness, the usual game – pray this day will embrace
Numb
Pain no longer a threat having found numbness – semi-permanent vacation from insistence of chronic battles, this unchosen life. (Image from personal collection)
Letters and Words
Letters jostle for position back-up attempt to regroup get detoured Frustration builds and obstacles pop-up – cognition faltering Circuits are jumbled pathways rerouting patience exploding expression
