What does it feel like to be low? A poem.

Written in response to Amy’s post at DiabetesMine:

And my thoughts
become like
poetry which is
to say French-
dipped in an illogic
each line gasping
grasping for its
its what is it its
antecedent
pronouns bereaved
sense sticks on
my tongue drawn like
glycerol through a
syringe blink and a magic-
eye puzzle world
skips that was
a moment blood
sucked dry beats
at the walls
slow like thrum thrum
pray pray for
ten minutes further
my time brittle
and wasted forgotten
by all but my
microvascular complications.

Karmel Allison

Karmel was born in Southern California, diagnosed with Type 1 Diabetes at the age of nine, and educated at UC Berkeley. Karmel now lives in San Diego with her husband, where she is loving the sunshine, working in computational biology at the University of California, San Diego, and learning to use the active voice when talking about her diabetes.

Karmel Allison

Karmel was born in Southern California, diagnosed with Type 1 Diabetes at the age of nine, and educated at UC Berkeley. Karmel now lives in San Diego with her husband, where she is loving the sunshine, working in computational biology at the University of California, San Diego, and learning to use the active voice when talking about her diabetes.