ColdA Poem by Scott A. WilliamsI think this is one of my strongest in a while.
Ever since you left,
I've had one of those colds that just lingers. After one day, I was stuck in bed, feverish head and congested sinus, barely breathing, unable to sleep, muscles sore, feeling dizzy, with a deep hacking cough from a pool of phlegm in my chest, and a steady, steady stream dripping down from my nose, punctuated by the occasional explosive sneeze. It would be bad enough to feel alone and helpless and vulnerable under normal circumstances. So I just lay there popping pill after pill mixing my night and day medications until I started hallucinating and eventually all became clear. By the end of the week, I was still thinking of you, but the fever had broken, and the congestion died down to a sniffle, and I was free to go about my day with only a minor headache. But it's been a month now and I just can't seem to finally put the tissue box away. © 2010 Scott A. Williams |
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Added on April 4, 2010 Last Updated on April 4, 2010 AuthorScott A. WilliamsGTA, CanadaAboutBorn in Toronto. Raised in the suburbs. Schooled in journalism. Lookin' for meaning in an uncertain world. I spend a lot of time writing for a girl whom I'm not sure exists, but I thought she wasn.. more..Writing
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