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 © | Year Posted 2018

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