Do Not Skim, Really Read It
My eyes are leaking more,
my throat is kind of sore,
my nose is runny
like a captured and released, single witness
that knows of the buildup.
I can’t take it anymore.
From me breathing hard
to this sneezing, sinus war.
I only had the hiccups, HICCUP.
Now I got to pick up
prescriptions for my prescription,
in my Nissan, violet pick-up
while strung on frequent violent, HICCUPs.
Next time I’ll read the fine print
before the theatre violin blends to…string along with my,
HICCUP, HICCUP, HICCUPs.
Oh boy, HICCUP.
2/04/18 “Shoulda read the fine print – 2” contest
Sponsored by: John lawless
Copyright © Normie Payton | Year Posted 2018
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