Winter Cold.

by undone

I’m breathless,
numb.
I feel like a bunch of cotton balls
the size of rams
have been shoved up my nose.
Everything feels forgotten,
vague.
At least,
I want it to be,
but just for today,
or the day after that.

Depends when I get better.

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