cough
doo dad had a piece
of golden
fleece


it turned grey today.
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birdmad A physical when i was 17.
some doddering old doctor with his impossibly frigid hands (as if they'd been soaking in icewater) clad in clammy rubber gloves, and me with my briefs around my ankles.

i had never heard such nonsense.

turn my head and cough.

"why?"
i asked indignantly.

"It's not as though i breathe through that thing."
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unhinged i have a particularly nasty one at the moment. colds are not fun when it's humid. 010423
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arachnodactyl this one cracks like a snare drum. i feel my ribs split and splinter. will i survive the winter?
yeah. probably. it's just a cold. or bronchitis. or anything else. fuck, who knows?
certainly not the doctor, prescribing steroid puffers for what clearly ins't asthma. that's another fact. not asthma.

sucks to your ass-mar.

sucks your ass to mars. sometimes, in the midst of a fit, i run off into space so as to not encounter my body's alarms. outer space has many charms, and the way i shake is anything but.
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raze enough. you've made your point, you mean-spirited remnant of an unwanted summer cold. time to move on to whatever afterlife a cough has to look forward to, whether it's an itch in the crotch of a cartoon frog or the sound of a stomach growling ten miles away. 180909
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nr what if your coughs last longer because every time you cough, you're getting rid of something inside you that needs to get out? and there a lot of somethings? 211108
what's it to you?
who go
blather
from