Prostate Blues
In the darkened hours
plagued by an urgency,
do rise for the occasion
for it is time to pee.
Stumble back to slumber
a chance to get some rest,
when nature remits the signal
again, as if in jest.
This ritual repeats, now nightly,
for some not breaking news,
to those who are familiar
you know the prostate blues.
Copyright © Mark Hughes | Year Posted 2023
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