Watching television for 600 calories, above the whir of a climbing treadmill. I can’t hear them — the voices, the actors miming; the good guy in the white hat always unequivocally distant. Off the tread now, into a different stasis — stretching the tendons, unable to watch, belly down, not lip reading, the tinnitus, not helping with the shaking, the verbal memory, the bruising past, nor a past of bruises, undiscerning. Push up, It’s time to push up. #poetry #TashInTheClouds #TashPoetry