Malvika's Ramblings

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?