If I Make It Out The Door

I stubbed my toe this morning after falling out of bed,
and choked on my two aspirin meant to sooth my aching head.

I fell into my bureau while I was slipping on my drawers
and then I straight face-planted down head-first upon the floor.

My comb ripped knots and tangles while pulling out my hair
and the band of my elastic snapped when I caught my underwear.

The sting had barely fazed me when it pulled and slammed the door
that pinched my little finger and it smarted that’s for sure.

I cut myself while shaving and the aftershave did sting
I bumped my head on the countertop while picking up my ring.

I tripped over my shoes and I was back down on the floor.
I’m sure I can survive the day, if I make it out the door.

by D. Ryan Lafferty

DartanionPress.com


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