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My head feels like a bowling ball
ready to pop off and roll down the
carpeted floor
Ugh!
The sensual feel of molasses in the veins,
the wheeze as you exhale—
oh, so sexy
Not sure you’re hearing instructions from your boss,
“What did you say?”
Your mind operating like an old LP at 32 rpm
The DayQuil has worn off!
At the office
three more more hours to go
chills, ears ringing
the burning desire to go to bed.
I know I have no cause to complain, but
I will anyway
Suburban Hobo 
Sleep! To knit the raveled bowling ball of care…
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Sorry you’re not feeling your best. Hang in there! Those things all run their course in due time.
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I understand you my love. I do. Date: Thu, 22 Jan 2015 20:15:39 +0000 To: kelgirl@hotmail.com
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Thanks, Kelly.
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I understand you my love. I do.
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