Concerto Allergy
Wheeze in, wheeze out again as pollen
invades two chambers of lungs in
a choral synapse, an orchestral acapella
lifting my bronchial tubes as they
rise and warble high-pitched notes:
this is the melody of allergy
drenched in breathless tunes
right down my now tightened navel
while oxygen dips to 87--a horrific
musical trilling nurses in an otherwise
quiet emergency room...
And this big needle enters my greenish veins
to release a ditty called 'solucortef'
which opens this clogged overture,
sending me through a gateway of trance
as my Einstein-like hair droops, weaving
squeaky knots... finally, I river through
calmer streams: this very instance, dear bladder
sings another tempo, a urinary whistle...
the finale of a long, 3-hour allergy concerto
without any staged intermission.
Broken Wing's Take The Dagger From My Heart, Please - 2
Resent 10/9/2016
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From Body Of Work Contest Submitted 9/13/2016
Visual Attached Judged 10/6/2016
...lungs, bronchial tubes, navel, veins,
hair, bladder
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