A flight of Ideas: I’m alive!

I stand on a day room table and shout:

“I’m alive, God bless you, Jesus; I’m still alive!”

Oh, for Christ sake!

I’m still alive?

Is nothing, know nothing, be nothing.

I am the blood of Christ; these bright red
splats on slate grey walls.

My reflection is soft and feminine, my eyes
unspeakably kind.

Birth, death, infinity

We are a miracle fighting to happen.

 ✳ † ∞

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