Kirsty's River of Stones (aros) (Day 28 Jan 28 2011)
It begins with a tingle
then an irritating itch,
the pressure builds
and layers
brick
upon
brick
of force.
In some this is expelled
in one large gust of air,
but in me it comes in
tiny jets, just like the
puffs of air from the
glaucoma test machine.
My sneezes leave
me exhausted.
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