SICK
My body longs to be sick.
My body remembers how.
My body yearns for release.
It needs the rest anyhow.
It dreads facing today.
It dreads the judgemental mess.
It knows just what to do…
To release all the pent up stress.
Which sick will it induce?
Which illness will it let stay?
Which symptoms will do the trick,
To keep me out of the fray?
A bit of fever should do,
Maybe sneezing, a touch of a cold,
A draining, runny nose.
My body can be, oh, so bold.
Anything, to get me out of
Facing a censorious face.
Anything to keep me alone,
Safe in my own little space.
I can’t deal with you right now.
I can’t face you all today.
Maybe tomorrow, when I feel better,
Maybe then I’ll come out to play.
By cindy
11/3/2019
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