too much my chagrin of the actual offending chore
I threw in my sweat laced hat (bonnet) and said ,
Alright, No more!
if I wished to be brained to complete stupidity
I would have long ago used a meat cleaver
not taken the brunt of my aggravated pain out on
a helpless patient who is fighting a deadly fever
oh, if only this merciless headache would find a little
grace somewhere in itself to quickly recede
then I would not have to lay my head upon this burningly
rigid ice pack to help dull the work of such a foul deed
as I tiredly shuffle back to my deserving charge again
on the mobile night light I bang lightly my throbbing sore
head I grudgingly place my shaking hands of rage on
the sheet's ungiving edge and growl to my charge
now, help me roll you over, you ungrateful wretch of a
man before I
attempt to brain you dead............
(written May 21, 1993)