I am sick today.
Blisters and bumps, oozing, crusty bits
down my neck, over my right shoulder, across my chest.
There is a deep ache behind the ooze, sharp on its arrival.
The drugs are good, healing the nerves, urging me to sleep,
so, I shall sleep off this plague, like all others,
and shall rise again to fight (or something) another day.
*** get the vaccine…you do NOT want this…