PITY NOT THE FOOL

A bit ill for the fourth day,

in bed with that nice warm feeling

fever and a mildly sore throat bring,

 when should have been

quite elsewhere

in better company (Sorry felines!),

and instead under unwashed blanket

reading through Lies, Inc

(bought in 1996), thinking

This could be it!

Not just a flu, but it!

And after yesterday's pitiful

display of fear of death

(I have a respiratory illmess!

High blood-pressure!

Chronic anemia!

Poor me!)

the worst the day brought

was the almost certain

knowledge that the new

Sapphos are fake.

21.05.2020