A New Years Cold
cold sounded cute
when it all began
like Brenda Vaccaro
hoarse and sexy
then came to a halt
as the temperature dropped
suddenly water torture
the nasal sink
dripping, nonstop
a box of tissues
not nearly enough
wads of tp
paper towels
free falling
snores rocking
out
husband flees
to guest room
earplugs shudder, shatter
what’s the matter?
a wholesale cold
sometimes work does the trick
flushes out
the sick
but
not
this
time
colossal cold
wigs out
tosses me
to and fro
blowout of nasal passages
cold hands
under
colder water
moist hands
dry hands
moisturizer
tea
yes, i said tea!
over in five
hours
then climb under covers
as husband hides
downstairs
germ free
1/2/2018
Copyright © Kim Rodrigues | Year Posted 2018
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