Mens sana in corpore sano

Body, why do you rebel against me

Body, do not lie,

You have forsaken me.

I say jump, but you sit

Prostrate

Like a tumour

I tell my fist to punch

A limp arm hangs at my side

 

And within, the anger

like a cancer grows

Rebellion – against the body

Festering

Pus-ridden rebellion

Rancid rebellion.

 

“Run, legs run!” screams my mind

But my legs cramp up

And my spirit flails

 

And within a bitterness

Where once strength lay in wait

My body becomes a cage

That my mind rages and rebels against.

 

Rage against the plans made and crumpled,

Rave at the close of day

Resent infirmity.

 

[Kevin Le Merle]

Image courtesy of Aike Jansen

 

The rest of the stories in qmunicreate #12 can be found here.

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