The scent is nauseous
a transient resident
Underhand – devious
slippery torment
The wrestling continues
with brief respite
External views
enter the fight
The sun shines
umbrella tucked away
Still steps left to climb
but enough for today
A smile says hello
the frown retreats
An audacious grin also
moves its feet
Living in fear is a choice
to admonish
Paralysis is mute voice
clear and crisp
