January 27th

I see a mug of hot coco
as large as my head.
It tells me,
it’s making me awesome.

I smell
raspberry sweet
laced with
chocolate swirl.

I taste
friendly conversation
which allows me
to know someone
better.

I hear
stories of woe
around serious issues
we do not tip toe.

I feel honored
as those confide
what’s really happening
on the inside.

1-27-2017

January 28th

I feel heavy and hot
a sandbag
unable
to move.

Smells
magnified
as nausea
ensues.

I taste
almost nothing,
my stomach
can not handle.

I see dreams
come and go
as I drift in and out
out of sleep.

I hear,
“is there anything
I can
get you?”

1-28-2017