Of Body and Mind

You're not listening again.

I'm trying not to shout.

Catch more flies with honey than vinegar, right?

But I don't want to catch flies. I want you to move.

A list, easy reminders of tasks for the day.

You're not listening again.

I'm trying to be gentle.

The tremors in your hands, the soft focus of your eyes.

The energy you have dwarfed by what you need to do.

Faith placed in you alone crashed and stranded us here.

You're not listening again.

I lose my patience.

You retreat from my silent shouting, my internal tantrum.

Joints cracking and popping. I know everything hurts.

It's hard, but you have to move. It'll help the pain.

You're not listening again.

I need you to trust me. Believe in us together.

Disjointed, alone, we'll succumb to nothingness.

A bag of flesh, you need me; and I need you.

Are you listening?