doldrums

a somewhat bored poem. written as part of a dictionary challenge.

dol·drums

/ˈdōldrəmz,ˈdäldrəmz/

a state or period of inactivity, stagnation, or depression.

It’s Saturday. 

The lights are off. 

My hands are vaguely sweaty. 

My stylus is dying and I won’t charge it until it kills itself. 

A computer screen is on minimum brightness. 

Slivers of light shine through the blinds. 

My hands are cold, even though I’m feverish. 

I’ve sneezed twelve times. 

I’m out of tissues. 

My head pounds with strange nostalgia, 

My sinuses blocked and angry. 

My eyes feel dry. 

I slept in this morning. Missed something. 

I don’t have anywhere to be for a while. 

Well, not until the evening. 

I haven’t eaten since yesterday. 

The bin of snacks under the bed tempts me. 

It feels bad to blink, but I don’t want to get up. 

Not to get out of bed. Not to walk to the desk. 

I don’t make the effort to get my eyedrops. 

My covers are cold, not soothing, and the bed is small. 

I press a little black button and turn on a string of lights. 

My eyes are sore. I try and roll them, but that hurts even more. 

I’m not getting up.

Even if I’d feel better.