Itching kept me up
For parts of the night;
Blast the wretched shingles!
And a pox on this humid air!
Steeped in negativity:
Is it the situation,
Or the medication?
I don’t even care!
Then up came an email
Advising me of another
Mediation course,
‘Should I sign up?
Why not!’ I decided,
And felt better immediately,
How silly,
But I’ll take what I can get.
And then I got up,
And got some work done,
Cooked supper
And enjoyed it.
What to conclude?
I’m not sure,
Something to
Look forward to perhaps?
Meanwhile,
This itching and burning
Is still driving me nuts;
I may try a bath,
To see if I can
Drown this hellish plague;
Possibly I’ll take a book
And stay there,
Until it freezes over.
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