The Game

She visits me:
The harridan of death
That Banshee bitch.
She whispers
“I’m right here, you know.”
and she cackles like
leaves in late fall.
Sometimes on the road
a close call
an inattentive moment
she whispers
“Just like that.
Poof! Gone.”
Or in the shower
with warm water making
me dozy and incautious
she teases
“How about now?
A little fall. A broken hip.
It will only hurt a little while.”

I keep putting her off,
but she’s less easily distracted
these days,
and I’m
I might run out of tricks
and hiding places
and get-out-of-jail-free cards
I am ready
to quit playing the game.

About Sharon

Like anyone who lives long enough, I have experienced great loss and survived. I am convinced that my survival depends on my own participation in creating the reality I am living in, and I am determined to be a thoughtful and active participant/creator. These writings are my way of documenting that creation. As the song goes, "I will survive!" I chose the title Staying Vertical because I find that surviving isn't just staying on my feet physically. Keeping my thoughts and emotions on the vertical plane keeps me alive and moving forward. Thanks for joining me!
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