February 1, 2019

AT THE EMBARCADER0

 The old WPA designed civic center, two Holland America ships, and the Midway.
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I cough, and cough again
covering my mouth, my chin,
once more not sharing
my germs, an old fashioned word,
with the world out there. 
I’ve taken my pills,
here a giant pile and there
two smaller piles
then two sprays
feeling very virtuous
with my four hours of sleep.
When I look up
outside
I see
there’s sunshine and blue skies
telling me that I am not
going to die today.
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  • Himself:  Feeling pretty good at last. 
  • Myself:  Marginal.  Fat.  Eye doctor at 3.  G is driving me.
  • Reading:  More Brandsetter.
  • Gratitude’s:  That I can still see.




5 comments:

  1. I wish you were much better. Maybe tomorrow.

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  2. Hope the cough ceases soon, Mage. The last line is hopeful!

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  3. Nope....not going to die today....and thank you for not spreading your germs. Feel better soon.

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  4. Nothing like that waking up in the morning. It may go down hill from there but you can't beat that first grateful feeling.
    Hope you whip this soon.

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