CURFEW 5

DAY 5 – Aug 7 I just sneezed… Is that it? No! some dust I really have to blow my nose… Is that it? No! bit teary, lachrymose I feel too hot I feel too cold I feel lethally bloody old… Is that it? No! My head is splitting… they say you get a headache then you die… Is this it? No! several times a day or more I feel it think I have it (the unmentionable) that somehow it has breached my lockdown door and mask as if it’s gunning just for me lurking like a triffid there behind my lemon tree skulking up my driveway seeking out my juicy dried up boomer DNA as if by mere imagining it will find me through the night air the miasma infect me in my midnight bed when in my pounding heart I know it’s just that last half bottle of red the onions garlic chocolate know it’s just my head talking bad things up a lot living in a COVID state of fear can be as harmful to one’s health as cigarettes and beer.

See also poems read out loud at https://www.youtube.com/channel/UC9uLwxslE_VQ-fu-Dw6gdIA/playlists

Also https://www.amazon.com.au/Day-At-Time-Rhyme/dp/0648083861/ref=sr_1_1?keywords=A+Day+At+A+Time+In+Rhyme+Jane+Clifton&qid=1572053238&sr=8-1




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