poetry from voices

April 4, 2009 at 2:41 am Leave a comment


it seems long since
i accosted the
strange-eyed god.
and, o, the gifts
that he gave me:
have brought some joy, and all some pain:

but the worst–the best–
is sight.



Pain’s been a bit much today.  Also spent most of the day chasing after some incidental medications.  Like the ones that keep me from having seizures.  Since I was found guilty of a criminal act for having a seizure, that could be really serious, not just …never mind.

Entry filed under: chronic pain, poetry.

Mainly a link: Who/What Does Microsoft Blame for an XP Error? (and again) poetry from voices

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