2011 - Day 104

Sick to my bones
Recovering slow
The season of pollen
My allergies flow.
While I wait to feel better
My body does cringe
No exercise nor change
Need a wake up pinch.
Trapped in some Tupperware
Preserving unknown
Release the freshness
Let me battle alone.
Heavily trafficked highway
Thoughts race all around
Collisions are common
They explode without sound.
A vacuum my mind
Do release the pressure
Ready to run
Find the buried treasure.