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Wednesday, September 3, 2008

excuse

i think i'm going to call out sick today.
i'm going to decide in the next half hour.

i didn't sleep much last night.

the air conditioner was on but my sheets got very sweaty.
i had a sensation that my throat was going to close 
if i fell asleep.

at 5am, when i got up to go to the bathroom,
each muscle ached as if i had been lifting weights
the day before.

i drank water from a tupper-ware container 
because there were no clean glasses.
within 15 minutes, as i tossed and turned, my breath
bounced off the sheets with a putrid vengeance. 

but now it's 9am and my cold sweats don't feel threatening,
my throat feels okay, and my head only hurts
if i shake it in a violent 'yes' or 'no' motion.

i can shop and do laundry, if i stay home.
i can read a book, though i'll probably just watch 2 or 3 movies.

i'm nervous about how convincing i'll sound on the phone.
i'm sure people have 'called out' for less. 

i guess i'm really deciding which environment will feel better today:
this asylum of cheese-tongue sickness or the bright open world.  



3 comments:

Ana said...

If you decide that it is good for you , than you can't be wrong

miles ross said...

i ended up going to work

i also cleaned my sheets and did laundry before i left for work

i defied all the images of that poem

still feel a little sick though

Zachary German said...

good