#2,379 Small Niggles
My sickness & our planet’s
are spiralling neck-&-neck
with spiteful infringement
as if married & embittered
by small niggles –
Water is
in short supply in Chile –
a
rationing in place –
My stiff
limbs will crack unless my
flask is filled –
there is less
potable stuff these days –
I
lie awake with pain –
Age’s
complaint isn’t embraced
by me –
Christmas is early
every year –
& as I write I’ll
crack my fingers to ease it
all
[I’ll read of climate fear
& a growing helplessness]