Sick
Ick. I’m sick. But that also means I’ll actually have time to work on my writing! Woohoo! But I’ve lost my voice. My tres beaux voice! *sniffles* Anywho, I’m going to work on my writing. Already, I’ve cranked out another poem, this time describing my symptoms. I’d hoped that it’d bring temporary relief to me once I wrote it. No such luck. :-/ Actually, the symptoms intensified. Alright, enough of my babbling. Here we are:
being met with ill will,
not the same as being ill,
bad vibes give you stressful lives,
but illness is when your welfare dives
stuffy nose and scratchy throat,
a burning head and minimal croak,
head splitting aches and dizzy steps,
is why at home I should be kept
waking up at three,
no going back to sleep,
then tossing and turning on a lumpy bed,
there is nothing more to be said.
Not properly punctuated, I’m afraid. *le gasp!* Alright, I should be taking Tylenol by now. ‘Night all!
-Queen Laisai
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