Reflection
an emptiness and coolness just
in the midst of the chest, unease
my corgi terrier, black and white
watches me and stares with her dark black eyes
she paces back and forth to my bedroom and
to the sofa, back and forth looking at me
trying to herd me to my bedroom down the hall nothing new from this disease that I feel of
just a stiffened neck, vertebrates that ache
sharp electrical wires stinging - nothing new
but the emptiness and icy aching heart
with the feeling of dread and fatigue
no time to create something wondrous
a legacy — no famous name to be left behind
no children, no good works
my quiet husband my quiet emptiness
I am weary of this futile fight
my dreams gone into the clouds
Copyright © Linda Milgate | Year Posted 2019
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