Currently Incurable

I imagine this illness
is currently incurable

I imagine researchers busily 
working together like ants 
building a bridge over a crevasse

I imagine the millions 
with this disease trying 
every possible remedy
until word spreads of the elixir 
that consistently heals

I imagine the reunion
where we talk and laugh,
and maybe even dance,
late into the night, 

as we recall with awe 
our perseverance during 
all those days and nights
when we were once ill

–The Missing Neighbor

Artist: Félix Vallotton, Femme couchée dormant, 1899

See the book by the Missing Neighbor: 
Naked Realities: 
Living With an Invisible Chronic Illness