you never know how

good it is to

breathe out of your nose till

you can’t

 

you hardly miss the

twenty percent of your conciousness

in your gut until

it is all that bad bad bacteria

 

and its got you

dry lip mouth breathing and

reaching for sugar

dreaming of any nice control

or happenstance health

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

i hold hobbies inside me

they distort, digest, distend

they never leave.

fester, it means, to rot.

to eliminate

is almost feeling better.

i have tried all the tonics.

i am still writing poems.