I. One More Jab Spell your name - and so I did. Date of birth - which I confirmed. Side effects, she says sore arm fever headache itchy slight shingles rash at which point I'm thinking itchy scratchy oh no don't. Which arm, she asks. Left, I say. I sleep on my right. She says sleep is important. God, don't I know it, I'm thinking to myself. She helps me on with my coat, my arm's already feeling an ache. It's tipping down outside. I wouldn't know, she says, her tone's flat as the beige painted walls. I notice the window blinds. Closed clamshell tight. No view. No light. Be careful out there, she says. You, too, I say, and thanks.
II. A Splintered Blind bright morning splinters a retreat into half dreaming, light ricocheting III. We Danced a beachfront hotel out of season double bed with Irish linen and a bible in the drawer I wrap myself in last night's red raw silk and brush the sand off my shoes.
Written for I. & II. Miz Quickly’s Day 12: An Observation and III. PA’s Raw. Photo by Ben Hershey on Unsplash. Shared with #APoemADay on Twitter ©Misky 2021
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