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A Night Untitled

3 Benadryl My body is damaged, depleted and drawn tight around my bones Skin that shivers through the sweat A heart never to be trusted. How many of these edge-balanced days are left? Give me 1,000. And fill heaven with the stars of night. In the silence, I hear my skin cells living and dying. Being birthed again. And all these miles of nerve fibers. Laid out like twigs. Drenched in kerosene. Yes. I'm on fire.

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Mark Toney

Date: 7/4/2019 11:15:00 AM

Gina, my wife suffers from Fibromyalgia, and I dare say that this poem approximates what she describes when she experiences intense fibro flares. I'm Faving this so I can share it with her. ~Mark

Gina Young
Date: 7/12/2019 12:52:00 PM

Also... thank you for sharing this with her!

Gina Young
Date: 7/12/2019 12:51:00 PM

Thank you so much for your comment. I have problems with my nervous system due to diabetes complications. I'm sorry to hear about your wife's illness, I don't know much about fibromyalgia... it's nice to know someone else understands though, as awful as it is.