On Being Sick #Poem #MondayBlogs
Stopped
By
Pain in the back
Stilled
By
Mucus and head aches
Silenced
By
Laryngitis and miscellaneous fears
Stopped. Stilled. Silenced.
Filtered sun through mid-day blinds
Distilled thoughts of shallow mind
Yield
Little light or clarity
Sheets damp with familiar musk
Covers twisted into a personal husk
Descent
Into loathing and disdain
Stopped. Stilled. Revealed.
In sickness and in health
The union within of lies to self
Broken
Stolen
Dying…yielding