The Cough That Slew Sleep
i awoke with it
moving through my system,
a lion loose upon the Savannah
of my bronchi,
tickling its way through to cilia
meant to catch finer things;
examination
a nervous after effect
of mucosal membranes
lined up
belly to the bar.
Uninvited guests
pint glasses in hand
as I hack my way through another night.
copyright/all rights reserved Audrey Howitt