keff keff cough
Racked with cold
A stuffy chest
Like a Bwood kaaki
Holding the cot
With white knuckles
Khae khae khae
Windy droughty convulsions
Shudders
A sharp intake
Only to escalate, escalate and escalate
Into a rattling cupboard poltergeist
Reeling back, head swimming
Like arching on snorting some
Arch n crunch, arch n crunch
Clutching the throat, lungs
If only I could crook a finger inside
And scratch it, my lungs
And breathe free once again.
Where the sun, with needle rays?
Finer points
An earlier FB status message should be re-activatable, with its comments' thread intact.
Vacation responders in email should not respond repeatedly to emails from mailing groups.
Biker call
Overtaking people in office-corridor-walks, do you feel like yelling out - "To your left!"?
From ‘Marrying Anita’ by Anita Jain
“Indeed, I’ve met countless young men like them in Spain, Indonesia, Mexico. Shaggy-headed, pot-smoking, guitar-strumming rock junkies who pay more allegiance to the Rolling stones than they do to country, creed or religion. Looking up at these men from my seat, I decide they all belong to Hendrixtan, a country that has been invaded by enemy forces and its population forced to disperse all over the world, creating this diaspora of “Hey man” – greeting, high-fiving males, living among us but really patrons for another cause.”
27 year old biker-bachelor said
Our parents want us "buying diapers instead of lycra shorts."