22:55
Ripples I create
dancing ahead of me,
marking my path
to glide through
or flounder in.
22:54
22:54
A day of luxury
to mark a celebration
where a life-altering event
happened to someone else.
22:53
22:53
A prison without walls
is unique and inescapable.
You’re trapped but moveable,
each day that slips by
your reflection becomes a stranger.
Limbs grow hard to move,
a foreign object you’re
forgetting how to operate.
Soon words become senseless noise
and communication impossible.
Eyes gaze out at a world
they can’t enjoy,
from a prison
you can never leave.
22:52
22:52
Absent offering is felt
more than a physical presence.
Its heavy atmosphere
settles in the air
and accompanies you
through the day,
through everything.
22:51
22:51
Rapid back and forth
will not help you,
conflicting directions
leading nowhere.
Choose a path and
take it,
see if it brings
you joy.
22:50
22:50
Half your life gone
half your life lived,
look back and reflect
then look forward and prepare
for the half you’ve yet to give.
22:49
22:49
Shy fade for comfort,
a familiar blanket to
cloak your existence.
A background decoration
people’s gaze can overlook,
until it’s convenient for them
to remember.
22:48
22:48
Twitching nose of disapproval,
narrowed eyes of judgement.
Ruffled fur of irritation
and puffy tail of fury.
Feed me, human, feed me.
22:47
22:47
Picture perfect never were
a fact that all can concur,
turn your head and gaze at her
unable to resist the lure
of death.
22:46
22:46
Eat away the rotten,
feast on decay and pain.
Reveal what lies underneath;
the end,
or perhaps,
surviving flesh to thrive.
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