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Rhyming Poetry
Oscillopsia
a poem about living with a chronic illness
Nov 18, 2024
a pleasant side effect
not disabling… …yet
reminiscent of psilocybin
but it’s the calm before… then
this will catch me stumbling
pins and needle-numbing
the hound’s faint snarl and moan
permeates my evening tea and scone
my brain cannibalizing itself
immune system betraying myself
sometimes i walk around like a zombie
and people think i’m mopey, probably
and i might be, but i try my best
to keep it under wraps, no stress
meat and potatoes
meat and potatoes
meat
and
potato.
© , 2024.
