Tuesday, April 26, 2011

Good morning surprise:  you’re sick. 

Good morning!  The alarm says wakie up.
Lie there, sit up, stretch,
Crack the blinds, rise and shine
wander into the hall, feed the dog;
Wait, news flash: you’re sick.

Switch to denial, brush your teeth,
dress, stare at the dog, consider
if walking her is possible.
Wait, new awareness: 
you have to walk the dog.

Back in the apartment
now, you know you are sick.
Call the boss, outline notes for the sub.
And go back to bed.
Become unaware and sleep.

Until you realize
you need water or ginger ale, or hot tea
Damn, get up, get water and saltines.
Go back to bed. 
Forget the world and sleep.

By sunset, you have managed to avoid
voiding for most of the day.
a puzzle done, a movie watched, soup consumed
and the blinds reveal the rainy, misty day
at an end.  

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