Awakening
I groan
grasping
the cradling covers
I fling them
to the ground
Unleashing a systematic
pressure release
Popping all my rivets
as I bend in half
Air flushes
through flaccid lungs
Moaning like
the wretched wind in the
Decayed copse of
poplars down the
dead end street
Tripping over a
fat shadow in the hall
Bumping my already
dizzy head
On the same patch
of drywall
I hit yesterday
And the day before
Checking for plaster
I comb
clawed fingers
through wild hair
Rubbing my eyes, I
Gaze deep
into the mirror
Expecting to see
grey hair, wrinkles
There is very little
skin, smooth and supple
My knees must be
sagging bowling balls
From how they feel
I drag my eyes
Away from the silvery reflection
Somehow
they look strong and straight
Still I can
feel the expanding balloon
Inside each socket’s bowl
I won’t even stop to think
of my hips
Otherwise
I might trip
This time
I’ll fall right down
the rabbit hole
Never to rise up again
K.B. Silver
I have had the good fortune of having a few poems published in the online magazine Wishbone Words. This piece was included in Issue 14. It’s a magazine made by disabled creatives for the disabled community.
I decided to share this today because I have been having a rough week health-wise. If you haven't seen me much the past couple of days, this is why. I am trying to make sure I get on, read a few stories, and interact, but I haven't even been working on my other projects. Mostly sleeping and resting my muscles and joints.
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K.B. Silver
K.B. Silver has poems published in magazine Wishbone Words, and lit journals: Sheepshead Review, New Note Poetry, Twisted Vine, Avant Appa[achia, Plants and Poetry, recordings in Stanza Cannon, and pieces in Wingless Dreamer anthologies.
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You’ve captured the chaos and comedy of waking up so vividly.
I have friends who are in this state all the time as well. You have my sympathy and support