Cinquain #15

Swearing won’t

Fix it. I bet

I fractured my rib

Falling over the snake that bit

Me, but I refuse to head over to

ER again!

I know

All the nurses now

And most of the Doctors and

Nice as they are, it makes me feel

I’m dying

By small

Steps that become clearer

Every year. If I fix one

Part, another part goes kaput in me and

I laugh

Painfully now.

I am old and

…dying. I haven’t even

Finished my

60th turn and I’m dying. Old age used

To be

This and

I have had a

Bumpy ride as Eve

Warned, never

A ride on lazy rivers. Ewf! My rib!

Fudge Bucket!