This illness inside of me
What can I say that will express this illness inside of me, so huge it overwhelms all of me on every level? What can I say to make it all right again? How can I find a pathway to restore me? Is it even possible? I am too blank in the head Too empty of thought Too weak in my hands Too uncoordinated in my movement Too cut off from my motor control Too dark in my vision Too uncontrolled in my eye muscles To look at a page And hold a pen And think anything coherent Or new Or accurate Or discerning enough Then write word after word in a straight line on a page I am too breathless from my swollen stomach pushing against my diaphragm Too physically numb In too much pain in too many parts of me My head My face My lips My tongue My gums My teeth My eyes My eyebrows My nose My ears My skin My muscles My legs My calves My thighs My feet My soles My toes My chest My arms My hands My fingers My back ...