catches you by surprise.
where
did you let it in,
who
was the culprit,
whose sneeze did you
walk into,
whose hand
did you shake,
whose lips
did you kiss to acquire
this winter
cold with
the runny nose
and hoarse voice.
what loose jacket
failed
in the breeze,
you'll never know
as you drop
chicken into the boiling
pot,
it's time for rest.
it's time for soup,
for tea,
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