Gotten ill again and it blows,
just silly old aching
throughout those bones,
throbbing and blobbing
cross skin and noggin,
I feel like a hammer has slammed
from a height with all its might
to stop me in tracks, (gosh
I wish I could relax, cannot sleep or
eat snacks, just laying on my back,)
and I got the guilt building
for missing my work, a place
I should be happy to be vacant
but feel like a let down,
an extension of months
of impostor intrusions that prick up
when events align to destroy
my best laid bricks,
and you know I never
even wanted this house!