…………………………………..The
common cold gives me excuses
…………………………………..to doze
away my days
…………………………………..wrapped
in quilts
…………………………………..out
of focus
…………………………………..book
in hand
…………………………………..oblivious
to all around me.
…………………………………..Even
when I wake
…………………………………..or
perform some mundane task
…………………………………..like
reading
…………………………………..or
taking all those pills
…………………………………..Sometimes
things go wrong and
…………………………………..I
feel guilt wade through my dullness.
…………………………………..I
take a bath
…………………………………..getting
in is easy and I fall
…………………………………..with
a generous splash
…………………………………..getting
out is frightening
…………………………………..as
I have to go to the bathroom
…………………………………..and
go now
…………………………………..barely
on the edge of horror
…………………………………..do
I think of turning over
…………………………………..rotating
…………………………………..raising
myself up and over the iron edge
…………………………………..out
to the toilet
…………………………………..with
only a little clean up
…………………………………..pleased
because last time
…………………………………..I
couldn’t get out at all.
Winter gives me excuses to do the same as you do because of a cold. I love the sketch too.
ReplyDeleteYou got a nice poem out of your troubles.
ReplyDeleteGoodness. What a rough time you're having. You sure get sick a lot given you live in paradise. Get well sooner.
ReplyDeleteSorry you have a cold now...Take good care of yourself.
ReplyDeleteSorry the plague monkeys got you, rest up and feel better soon.
ReplyDeleteI came back with cold and did what we are adjured to do - go see the pharmacist. He gave me a nasal spray which seems to be effective. Sore throat gone.
ReplyDeleteI live dangerously also with regard to the bath. Nothing quite like it.
Having a cold is no fun
ReplyDeleteI am so sorry you are sick! NOOOOOOOOOOOO!
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