Wednesday, May 5, 2021

Only in reality

I wouldn't survive a narrative
Of horror or action or fantasy
In a story of past plague times
In a horrifying dystopian future
In the inevitable apocalypse 
My body would be the first to fall
At best I'm the supporting character
The one you knew wouldn't make it
I'm not the character that lives
But today isn't fiction and this life means
My broken body has modern medicine
My flawed mind is of current value
My imperfect self thrives in this reality.