Something Isn't Correct

Coordination

Some things are meant to go well with others:

Colors of clothes, the tastes of food and wine,

Matching outfits for sisters and brothers.

All are set to be a lovely design.

Raising a glass to my lips as I dine,

Or bringing food to my mouth as I eat,

Or simply tying a knot in some twine

Becomes, to me, an impossible feat.

So many things have been rendered obsolete

With the loss of my coordination,

But I refuse to quit and face defeat.

I leave you with one last contemplation:

From chopsticks to pens, I have lost so much,

But I will press on, even with a crutch.

-Josh Evitt 2019-