the platitudes of willful resemblance

I was sick one day last week

but by the morning I felt fine

from puking to nearly running a marathon

in twelve hours – a new record

I watched television earlier

and could not tell you what was on

for as much as I was paying attention

but I ate a peanut butter and jelly for lunch

then pie – cherry pie with ice cream

and by one o’clock was back to this.

I left the house four times this previous week

all for other people and as for myself

I am staying home today

while the wife is ill and naps

and the boy practices his guitar

and dances.

I have a short leg and therefore

wear a prosthetic lift

and I limp

which adds to my menace.

– hoc scripsi

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