Nothing like a virus
to help you appreciate
normal breathing.
Wheeze, sputter
blow, cough.
Normal comes to a stop.
Voice exercises?
Ha!
Good luck with that.
My pipes are clogged –
making my voice
sound like a cat about
to hurl a hairball.
Hydrate, hydrate.
Rest and sleep –
Being sick sucks.
I am not good
at slowing down –
interrupting my patterns.
I prefer to stay on track
to be in my well-crafted groove.
Huh.
Damn.
Maybe that is the point.
More tea, Honey?
Copyright © Cynthia Cady Stanton, 2017
Becoming and Beholding 