cough

cough

A Poem by FaeryQueen

There is a man that coughs

Every morning, I hear him

He is a neighbor

.

For a time, I wondered what it’d be like if one day, there wasn’t a cough to be heard,

I told myself it was nonsense,

But it is true everyone must die,

.

This coughing man, as I’ve deemed him- I know nothing of him,

Just that he coughs,

And if it were ever to stop,

I’d miss him so…

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Khat, upon hearing a familiar cough

© 2021 FaeryQueen


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Added on October 1, 2021
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FaeryQueen
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