Today, I am decrepit and
my body is not my friend.
My lungs are being unkind,
Squeezing, wheezing, teasing
With occasional, ecstatic gulps of air
It's not fair!
I am one huge ache,
I can barely stay awake.
Medicine rendering me narcoleptic,
pessimistic, antagonistic, unrealistic,
but I must still be mummy
Bathing spots, and finding dummy
I am wilting, like a week old rose,
Exhausted
(Off to wipe her nose)