Tuesday, July 8, 2014

the perscription

stung by a wasp
on her ankle
she breaks out into oozing
hives.
no one wants to be
near her
on the bus, the train
or standing in
line.
she cancels her date.
she scratches
at the sores,
while making an appointment
with her
doctor.
what is it, she says.
it's hard enough
to find love with smooth
skin, and now
this. how will I ever
find a man in this
condition?
he gives her a bottle
of pills.
take these, he says,
and your skin will be
back to normal
in time. but meanwhile
read more, have fun,
get out
and enjoy your life.
quit being such a whiner.
no one wants to be with
someone like that.
perhaps work on
the inside for once.

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