Head cold or stress ache,
which symptom is this?
Which would you prefer,
an impending illness
or an impending
complication.
23:298
Convert my life data
into a gamble
of nothing
and everything.
Prove my time
wasn’t wasted,
even if it’s
just for a moment
of recognition,
of glory.
23:297
Aching proof of effort
that slows your movements
the next day,
even when there’s still
tasks to be done,
another crisis
to manage.
When will peace return?
Was it ever really there?
23:296
Hinted predictions
that prick at hope
even when you know
they are formed
through bad information.
Perhaps a few days more
to dream
before facing
the obvious truth,
the continuing journey.
23:295
Black material
hidden in darkness,
camouflaged from
the desperate seeker,
trying to be sneaky
and failing
at the simplest task.
23:294
Ominous signs,
a blessing or a curse?
It is unclear,
only time will tell
whether
good or ill
will come.
23:293
The scratch of excuse
to pull away
and breathe alone,
remember why
we’ve added this pressure,
what goal will
be worth it.
Take a step back,
recharge,
then return to me.
23:292
Unhook the outfit
for death,
one you’d outgrown
the last time it was
called on,
needing a hasty replacement.
But this one
still remembers
the taste of air,
it’s release more frequent
than the heart’s recovery.
The gaps between appearance
growing shorter
until more options
will be needed
to avoid funeral fashion
backlash.
23:291
Desire is the enemy
clouding judgement
and ruling movements
with clumsy intent.
Bury it,
abandon it
or risk
looking the fool.
23:290
(My cousin’s husband lost his battle against brain cancer, so this is for him)
A parasite
rested in your brain,
eating away
at who you are
and reducing your life
to days.
Rest now,
gentle angel,
devoted father,
loving husband.
Nothing can
hurt who you were,
your memory
is the greatest
comfort for those
left behind.
Scribbled Thoughts 