Shawn L. Bird

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poem- deep December 12, 2016

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 9:44 am
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I’ve fallen into a fog

that fills my head with cotton

and adds sandpaper to my throat.

Bed sounds like such a good idea,

but work requires my presence.

Mentally, I’m home, buried under quilts.

Physically, I supervise workers,

who all wish they were home in bed.

We may lack spirit for spirit week;

but today is pajama day.

How apropos.

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8 Responses to “poem- deep”

  1. Scott Says:

    Great image

  2. jackcollier7 Says:

    awwwwww Have a hug. ❤

  3. The light is brighter, as the tunnel’s end approaches. Here, we have 8 1/2 days, until Holiday Break.


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