Soothed

Struck down by a cold.

My throat is an angry bitch.

That awkward moment,

When the only time it doesn’t hurt…

Is when something is inside it.

So come on over baby.

I need some soothing.

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4 thoughts on “Soothed

  1. Oh wow! I really like this poem. I especially like the line ‘my throat is an angry bitch’. It reminds me of another work i really enjoy by a poet named Jeanann Verlee. She had a line that was similar to that, so that’s awesome. And i like your tags. lol

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