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Ode to Kleenex
February 10, 2016
Tears stream
down the face
onto the ground
I watch their dance
with sadness.
Kleenex wipes away
the crimes of
the past
and provides
a fresh face,
a blanket
of comfort.
Then I am
coughing
and sneezing,
breathing out of
one nostril.
I embody Darth Vader.
I let go
of the haze
that surrounds me
like a coffin,
and I breathe in
new air,
fresh air,
clean air.
When I cannot move,
my bones ache,
my lungs scream,
my arms limp as noodles,
then solace is discovered
in a cup of hot tea
and box of Kleenex at your feet.
© James M, Walnut Creek, CA
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