and Betwixt.
I’m ill
with Covid.
Illness is
one of those
things;
a part
of
life;
an
activity
of
the
living.
In between
and betwixt
countless
other
dailies
that are
just
for
me
now.
Tomorrow
is
back
again
already.
Trying to stay
in
the
now.
And still
keep up
as
tomorrow
moves
towards
me.
Over and over
it is
yesterday,
yesterday,
yesterday.
Trying not
to
place
a
value
judgment
as
I
move
from
day
to
day.
Finding
my way through
the
new
life
that is now mine.
Another
possible
way.
Another
impossibly
possible
way.