
monday poem 5
- Dizzy with lack of sleep
- I catch myself
- about to fall
- down the echoing stairwell
- echoes of too many memories
- upset
- or worse—nauseated
- I catch my lunch.
- Maybe I’m catching something.
- Maybe I’m upset about
- the things that upset me.
- An oddness in the head
- magnifies the unpleasant
- facts of life
- and I begin to ache.
- I have an ache in the back
- and an ache in the heart.