A view into the membrane
A window
Into grey matter
Where mucus clogs
And creates sound waves
That resound
In twilight hours
In predawn moments
That spill over and out into
Childish verbage
Of degradation
Of self-mutilation
Illusion
Untruth
Wiring clouded with
Rust and puss and
Agendas beyond my
Comprehension
That keeps
Me Us
Stuck in bed
Unmoving
Heart palpitating
Anxiety rising
Despair descending
Until
Until
I say
Yes
To Him
Again and again
Until
I
Reach
Out
MY Hand
Yeshua
Holy Spirit
I say yes
And amen!
And light comes through
The seeping ooze
There is always
You see
An open door
For light
To spread
A different program
To erase
Completely
And irrevocably
The thread bare tape
Stuck in the head
Which says
Not enough
Never enough
You are never enough.
(c) 2022, Nikki Lyn Pugh
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