Tuesday, January 18, 2011

The Eighteenth, Jan. 18, 2011

Life, sweet life! How I adore thee this day!
To wake and see the ..... who am I kidding?
Waking up to cold, drizzling rain again
clamping sinuses in the vice of torment

Chill damp seeping into the joints
dark skies leeching away my energy
head ache throbbing to the beat beat beat
like the bass thumping from a rap song

popping the daily vitamins and aspirin
chasing with coffee and a prayer
look toward the afternoon with hope
pressures ease and burdens lift

optimists say to look on the bright side
try that with a nasty headache one time
perhaps though, that is the point
that life requires discomfort for growth

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