Lara W.A

I Must Be Sick - Poem by Lara W.A

Dadadada I’m so happy
Got a text message
Which cured me like tranquilizers.
The magical reaction is filling up my bones;
Charming my instability,
And balancing my lack of empathy.
Now I’m grinning like a sick
Non-manic depressive.

“School closed for two days.
Tell the others,
See you on Monday.”

Many gratitudes to
The forests in Sumatera
Thank you for burning
Yourself down,
And letting the haze
Shroud my city.

(And the doctors are making a lot of money too)

I’m coughing
My eyes are twitching
I’m tasting the smokey air
And my throat is sore
But I’m not taking this smile off,
Na ah! You can’t make me.

How nice
Many intangible benefits
I can exploit.
No need to scream for attention;
(I'm sick, baybeh!)
Of course I will exaggerate for sympathy!

Ahh yes,
Being unwell is so liberating sometimes.

(I can't wait to hide under the blankets)

Comments about I Must Be Sick by Lara W.A

  • (8/11/2008 2:27:00 PM)

    Hey Anies.. or should i say Lara? ? anyway.. i truly get what you wrote about.. => (Report) Reply

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  • (8/10/2005 12:50:00 PM)

    You sound like my kids on a snow-day. More often now they get cancelled for bomb-threats.....whatever reason, sadly it's all the same to them-a day off of school! Great poem. sincerely, Mary (Report) Reply

  • john tiong chunghoo (8/10/2005 12:20:00 PM)

    you are a strange girl arentyou? (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, August 10, 2005

Poem Edited: Thursday, August 11, 2005

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