Wheezer

Syd

Perforated pleura 
From wrenching non stop
Torn and twisted thoracic muscles 
The ballast tanks have popped



Walking like a wounded soldier 
Clutching my side
A victim of a xenomorph 
Something pupating inside



Thorn like trachea
Razor wire to doomed troops over top
Consecutive convulsions
The cure is out of reach, aloft



If only I'd listened and acted 
When they'd told me to stop
Pulmonary embolism 
An expensive blood clot



Too little too late 
May as well keep hitting the pipe
No breaking free of this cycle
Try as I might

  • Author: Syd (Offline Offline)
  • Published: October 26th, 2018 11:55
  • Comment from author about the poem: This poem is inspired by having Man flu a while back. I HAVE NEVER SMOKED CRACK COCAINE πŸ˜‚πŸ˜–πŸ€§πŸ€’πŸ€’
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  • Laura🌻

    Syd,

    An awful experience...
    but a great write!
    Thank you for sharing!

    ~Laura~

    • Syd

      Hi Laura, thank you for reading and leaving feed back 😁.

      I'm glad you enjoyed the poem.

      Take care - Syd

    • orchidee

      Ooh I'd never have thought of all those words if I was unwell like that! (ooh heehee). A fine write Syd.

      • Syd

        Thank you so much for Orchidee.
        Hope you're keeping well.

        - Syd

      • Tamara Beryl Latham - The Poet

        Wonderfully written rhythmic poem with such deep meaning. The images are locked in the reader's mind.

        Great job, Syd. πŸ™‚

        • Syd

          Thank you so much Tamara. I'm glad you enjoyed the poem. It's rare I use such descriptive unusual words. I don't really know where that one came from really but it was definitely influenced by the flu.

          Take care - Syd

          • Tamara Beryl Latham - The Poet

            Well, it's a great poem and a most enjoyable read. Keep up with your writing. πŸ™‚



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