you'll hear me when I turn to the left
their instruction,
breaths life into darkness
shooting pain into my light
I can 'create' re-creation once more
but only out of necessity
to escape the present
to run from a surgical prod
to gorge out a hideaway
to find my lightning
that moved before the needle
as I lay waste and bare
consciously barricading
against pains love of speed
it moves unhindered
to find the quickest exit
whereby eyes may again show life
through the passing of storms
air becomes fresher
thoughts clearer
colours brighter
and life envigoured and rejuvinated.

from today's operation, behind closed eyes.

Just got through one major surgery, and trying, part by part, to return my body to a semblance of 'neo-normaility' though I'm enduring double-vision presently, and the injections, cuts, and knots are hurting...the pain is indeed taking hold of me, completely.

I'm in Italy
through the air
thin air
stiflingly close
breathing deeply
within a breath
a hairsbredth
of sound upon sound
hidden beneath a crowd
of gravity-defying
pain,
here in England
taking me away,
now I'm in Portugal
eyes closed,
mind alive
I can swim within a dream
fly without fear
living without a tear,
closing the book
awakening the dream
as yet unseen
dreaming of life
putting to sleep innermost fear.