some quick musings about the day I have before me:
this morning,
a clear blue sky
and grass wet feet
for a moment
a stabilizing reinforcing strengthening moment
before the ambulance arrives
how many of us are living like this?
I wonder,
when I feel alone,
me against the doctors
who are not listening
again
how many of us accept medical intervention
as a fact of life?
I do not accept this
yet here it is
at my door
Image is my detail of a painting by Chris Randolph. Stormy
