Head Colds
We all get them sometimes, but we wish we didn't.
Head Colds
c2016
Mucus, mucus in my nose,
must you have continual flows?
My Kleenex are gone. My nose is red.
My belly aches. I'm tired of bed.
The pressure builds as the snot slides down,
my swollen throat, it’s stomach bound.
My eyes do hurt, but I'm wide awake,
until the pain I can no longer take.
The farts have started, at least no smell,
but wet or dry, I really can't tell.
My body aches. My mind does wander,
things to do, avoidance, ponder.
Another nap, three days of sleeping.
By the time this ends, will I still have a house for keeping?
I would write more, but my thoughts are foggy,
weighed down with sinuses, groggy.
Head colds suck.
About the Creator
LittleWrenWrites
aka. Adele Pena
Short Stories, Poetry, & Prose.
Author's Bio & Other Social Site Links: https://mez.ink/littlewrenwrites
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