122320c

 

black lab

loves everyone but the mass

pushing on her gut

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Sick yesterday. Better today, but not great. Got nothing done yesterday. You're looking at what I accomplished today.

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I have spent two nights and a day in the hospital and will be here at least several more days. So, I may be able to make progress accepting and rejecting poems for future issues of the magazine, but won't be able to do anything more on the upcoming issue until I get out.

I am making some progress, but and the quite weak. I will try to respond two messages, but will be slower than usual.

I have been in the hospital so long I don't remember the date

Parts of it will always be hazy, or completely unremembered, like when they stuck the tube down my throat. By contrast, waking up with that gigantic thing trying to borrow its way into my stomach will be very hard to forget. it has only been the last three days when I was strong enough to read books that tells you how weak I was!

so if you have submitted anything to Dreams and Nightmares, and my response seemed even slower than usual, now you know why.

I haven't had the strength for dealing with this blog, either. But that is partly because it is hard to do on my phone.

I have listened to so much rock music that I am craving Jazz by Frank Zappa or something equally different.

I woke up, dizzy
The ceiling looked like the wall
The floor was very far below
No idea where I was
I held on for dear life
That was before I coded

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waking up tired
I must be sick with something

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In hospital since Friday night.  Not life threatening, but why you have not heard from me.

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half the day 

in a waiting room 

this cold doesn't help 

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rattle in my chest
extraterrestrial bugs
are tough fellers

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3 nights
w virtually no sleep
cue the hallucinations

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digging deep
into my marshy lungs
summer cold

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So congested my voice-rec software doesn't recognize me.

you said launch the missiles
no!
of course they'll go
argh!
I pick the Ace of Spades

except for me it's endless repetition of

sorry, please repeat that

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waking up to cough
productive's an unpleasant word
summer cold

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coughing my lungs out
no poem today

First expedition

Today, for the first time since April 10th, I went somewhere away from our neighborhood, other than the hospital or a dr. office.It was the U-U church. Everyone was happy to see me, even the new folks who started coming since my last visit (which I think actually in March).

I think I'll stop by the ofc tomorrow.

I've been pretty sick

That's why I didn't post anything Friday. Congested (couldn't sleep) and feverish.