Spirals

My mind spirals into chaos with each diagnosis
but that spiral can be controlled,
used to forge armor,
steel my heart again bullshit.
It surrounds organs, tendons, and ligaments
my choicest parts –
those most vulnerable to your dalliances.
The spiral acts as a coil to ignite the flames of confidence –
no mere shrinking violet, but a warrior goddess
forged by pain, able to overcome obstacles.
You had no idea who you were dealing with.
Pain is an ally,
it creates fire in the soul.
Without it, I could not walk the hot coals or sleep on this bed of nails.

Wires pressed into my brain,
breaking the zygomatic arch proved nothing.

I am the fire.
I bring the pain.
You only fan the embers with your plethora of bills.
The error lies with you.
Your mistake was not realizing I am the warrior who balanced your ledger.

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Sue Cook

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Sue Cook lives in Freeport, Illinois with her husband Randy and two dogs. Her passions include assistance dogs, rescue dogs, music, acting, theater, poetry, and Doctor Who. She’s been in both film and theater and is a regular cast member of the podcast Doctor Who’s Line is it….Anyway? Sue is an advocate for the use of Service Dogs to assist their disabled handlers to maintain their independence. Quigley’s Quest, her first children’s book, addresses how a dog becomes a Service Dog.

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