Almost Like

My friend told me

that I was 'Almost Like'

on borrowed time,

Before I became sick.

She was right.

So I lie here in a haze.

Perhaps that explains a bit of my internal struggle yesterday ~

my impatience was the prelude to the fall of being really ill.

Because I was obviously already invaded.

I just didn’t know it yet.

So here's hoping

that this bath

filled with

oils of

frankincense,

eucalyptus

and other potions

works its magic

despite the fact that

my olfactory senses

are not working.