[The poetry prompts from Two Sylvias Press keep me writing – even when my head is too full of gunk for much thought.]

Tonight I believe in

Smelly old dogs
restless at my feet

A warm nightshirt
Warmer slippers
Warmest robe
worn all day

Achy breaky bodies
Endless snot
Used tissues
Tiredness
Hot cinnamon tea
Echinacea
ADP
Vitamin C
But also
Kroger cold and flu meds

Has anyone ever died
of sneezing?

Has anyone ever lived
with an endless cold?

Tonight I believe in
Health
despite all evidence
to the contrary