Thar She Blows

Coughing great blasts
hacking out a lung
isn’t January in Wisconsin much fun?!

Inhalers and codeine
blankets and bed
no oxygen at all getting into my head.

Dripping one minute
dried up the next
my nose knows the visit of this wintry hex.

Each new year brings its seasonal witch
Doc, please make her leave
the ubiquitous bitch!