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it is a constant recovery

from one phase to another

we all get sick

fever

temperature climbing

the bed invites us even when we refuse

the body does not negotiate

it drags truth into the room

excuses dissolve

daily tasks become tiny rituals

meaningless and necessary

people come and go carrying healthy faces

you want to borrow again

this body

no matter how much training

how much discipline

cannot promise tomorrow

the mind loses grip

screens become unbearable

favourite foods wait outside the door

like relatives you are too tired to greet

the body asks for silence

but you keep bargaining

medicine

hospitals

doctors

invoices stacked like winter wood

congratulations you survived

now rebuild the hours illness swallowed

you think you captain yourself

hands firm on the wheel

yet the currents move where they decide

you sail carefully

and still meet ice

Titanic

not drowned

not saved either

your feet still underwater

and all of us

slowly

quietly

sinking

s i n k i n g

s i n k i n g

s i n k i n g