Sore

 A little trickle in my ear
heard
overheard
imagined
stuck
like water on wax

Every direction 
gives it a swirl
and it spreads
festers
falls
down the back of my throat

I can't help but swallow
now it is in me
is me

April 1, 2022
Tressa Lee Breen
Day 1
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