Poem, May 2017

1 Thank god for the left ear behind which a boil likes to return. 2 Thank god for the right ear, always infected, pink from being the favored side for sleeping. 3 Thank god for the left eye,  in which a clot floats, like a fibrous strand, easy to notice and easier to forget, my oldest friend. 4 Thank god for the right eye, where the lid sags the most, hiding the fold. 5 Thank god for the left nostril, where air doesn’t go, and swells shut from infection. 6 Thank god for the right nostril, which I never appreciate.  7 Thank god for the mouth where all the senses are one.