Poetry is just the evidence of life. If your life is burning well, poetry is just the ash. Leonard Cohen

Thursday, April 11, 2013

The Bug

Cold chills then hot sweats
The stomach bug infests fast
Insides all wrung out
Leave me alone to suffer
but a bit of soup is nice
submitted for napowrimo, Day 11, tanka


Fireblossom said...

Aww. Feel betta.

Margaret said...

Awww. I bet you don't look as cute as that witta bitty baby kitty. (I MUST talk baby talk when I see a kitten :) Feel better soon - crush that bug ;)

not displayed said...

Tummy bugs are the worst
Hope you are on the mend and feeling better.

Buddah Moskowitz said...

:( captured that lousy feeling so well.