Today, when I opened my eyes, you were there
to greet me.
You were creeping slowly through my tissue, my sinews, my bones.
As I opened my eyes to another day,
you were there to greet me with your cruel taunt of “good morning”.
You sneered at me as you twisted my muscles
and pounded on my fingers.
You reached in and gripped my lumbar spine and squeezed
the knot inside, turning it a just little for good measure.
You crawled up and down and over and through me,
as I rose from my bed.
A groan escaped my lips as I put my feet on the floor.
Another day to struggle against
(this poem is the intellectual property of The Nocturnal Laundress ~ Julie Nichols © 2015)