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Tuesday, January 18, 2011

Dragged Down

A knife broke in my hand.

The handle disintegrated.

My favorite spatula cracked and shattered.

I cracked an egg and it was full of blood.

Not my day today.

I already knew that though from the bone weary fatigue.

The barking cough.

The constant squeeze of asthma.

The hoarse voice from fatigue now turned to laryngitis.

Today I am feeling the drag.

1 comment:

  1. :( that sounds like it fits the bill for a truly awful day.

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