illness offends the aesthetic of wellness
no blame but I am not myself like this
wanting to fade to nonexistent comfort
inaction devolving into aches and pain
was that the way my parents felt father
in his chair reading books on tape mother
in her chair smoking rereading a novel
me in my chair twitching over a laptop
who is comfortable how do I get there
this is the shape I am get over the idea
so long embellished of being thin again
even less the quick lithe bouncy old me
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