Old is routinely coming
It visits much too often
Understanding the need
The drive to radically alter
No surgeon, no makeup
Hair, nails pampering – allowed
Hello? They appear in mirror
Four facial criminals – Hair
Pretty nails proceed with plucking
All but one evicted – pesky thing
Fell several times on padded backside
Thus opened the door – unknowingly
Pins and needles, arrived – annoying
It’s not slowing me down, says prideful self
Foolish choice, true to form – ignore, ignore
Months with aggressively violent guest
Invaded with numbness, weakness , pain
Medically tested and scanned – finally dubbed
Lumbar radiculopathy L-5 pinched nerve
Eviction of nuisance? Not easy but it will be done
Writer or symptoms – someone must move
My greatest non-human love
Consistently there from day 1
Stained by sorrowful tears
Bearing the brunt of raging limbs
Witness to pleasant and avant-garde dreams
Partner when the downs are my skin
How ill I am – you know all too well
Prompt up upon you now – writer writes
It’s tragic when I leave my bed
Beautifully virile troublemaker
Housed in fantasizing head
Therefore lives a secret yearning
Until a smile – in real life
Smile parts to issue flirtatious verses
Invitation for carnal fulfillment arrives
Walk through his temptation door
And then the ruin escapes his mouth
He’s a Democrat who voted for Trump!
In spurts and droplets
In torrent floods
Letters questionably unite
Give birth to insightful words
Words wiggling about seeking form
Within crippled yet stubborn brain
Defending rights to be renamed
Frightened Poet sobs on page
One laborious, well penned poem
Now create again
Passed through you easily
Many happy days ago
No contention at all … until
Lower extremities died, perhaps?
No – just suicidal for a time
Dear physical terrorist arrives
Lifting, pushing, lecturing away
Walker, nothing, commode, cane
Face you again and again
Terror hits relentlessly
That’s where I fell multiple times
Clutch railing, sob with all steps
Feel Sun and Wind embrace me
Walk like a crippled writer
Ignore the awful truth for a while
I have to go back again
Wicked weakness, you engulfed me
Strange hands handled me
I didn’t know or want it
Awake and asleep .. possibly
Nightmare is real
Traitors are obsolete legs, feet
Stuttering mouth follows
Mind betrayal too? No! Make it end!
Memories, logic, neglected words
Unjustly they turn away
Why did coma come visit me
Ah yes, culpable prescribed lithium
Medicated Words 