Can't Come Over Poem by Nicholas Iksel
Can't Come Over
I must confess, I am a mess.
A nose of quivers, a head without dress,
yes, even my toes wiggle much less.
A cold runs here, twisting throughout.
Best not lead it to you,
lest it brings you the gout.
Tuesday, November 8, 2016
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8/29/2026 1:35:57 AM # rel_20260827T145718Z_a0f1bd3
An insightful piece of poetry nicely encapsulated with insight. Thanks for sharing Nicholas.