Uncertainty

I stand on sand that shifts below me.

I sit on chairs with legs who are wobbly.

I live in uncertainty.

I live without agency.

If I’m tired I sleep

If I’m inspired I write.

Claims on my time aren’t steep.

A nurse to keep me upright.

A visitor comes weekly to mark my life.

The only element I’ve known is strife.

Only special doctors lay claim to my time.

And only a couple of friends that chime.

Uncertainty defines my thoughtful days;

No wonder I look forward to my nights.