A Weird Poem About Being Under the Influence of COVID
This is how I feel
after my second COVID shot:
I feel hot, but not so hot
as to say I have a fever.
My body aches enough
that I find it difficult
to do my stuff, to concentrate
on much of anything
for any amount of time.
But, really, I’m fine.
I like to keep in mind that
at least I did my part.
I have this great pain
throbbing in my upper-arm,
but to borrow from Hypocrates,
“First, I did no harm.”
And if that means I’ve saved
The life of some self-important,
blind, crude, deluded, spitting,
Anti-Masking freedom-infant,
then, okay, I saved a life.
But that was not my point-
So easy to get lost in
the tired fog of COVID-
I just want to go to Disney World.
But not today, not the way
I’m feeling in this moment,
not when my thoughts stray away from me.
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