Struggling with crisis after crisis,
day after endless day:
physical and mental health
deteriorating steadily.
Family and friends might casually
knife you in the back,
at any time -
and the few doctors and
"care co-ordinators"
who really care, move on.
What can I say?
But all I can do
is to keep going,
anyway -
and be grateful for the
occasional
knife-free friend.
And, for the record, most of my best ones
have feathers.
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