Cold Excuses
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 writing
or taking all those pills
Sometimes things go wrong and
I feel guilty.
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.
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