Ignoring Your Body

Living in a ball of haze today
A supply of clear thought absent
In this distorted cloud of fog
Filled with worries, illness, and fear
Tightly binding me
Like a rubber sphere
Bouncing on the glass walls
Of a gossamer mind
Transparency displayed
Right across my blank face
Focus lost for the moment
Hoping for its swift return
I muddle on with tasks
Not admitting defeat
And ignoring my body
In her screams for rest
I think it brave to soldier on
Until the time
When more cannot be done
I will be humbled by my stupidity
In pushing past what I should not

Debbie Gravett © 2022.08.14

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