Something about a hardy sneeze
brings me to my senses…
knees buckle like weathered fences
from the nasal aftershock.
Something about a big achoo
is felt down in my toes…
two big old blows from a restive nose
is generally what’s in stock.
Something about a proboscis pop
sends shivers down my spine…
drop out of the normal scheme of time,
there‘s a quiver on the clock.
Something about a nasal tic
alerts every inch of skin…
click on the dampening deep within
like the pinch from Mr. Spock.
The detonation from this hole
unleashes bottled cork…
cold water faces off with torque
and hardens like a rock.
The bellow from my facial fellow
leaves me a bit undone…
mellow rays from the morning sun
illuminate the ones who gawk.
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