a way back

A Grand Entrance

difficult to remember,

only a suggestion of a memory,

life before illness,

a faded spot on the wall

slightly evident from a distance,

the shrunken world which followed

this house; half cocoon now.

is there courage enough to step outside into the sun?

among those who have been going about their lives,

while i have waited

sitting here with my argumentative companions; hopefulness and hopelessness.

shall i put them both out of their misery and go out for a walk?