The Point of No Return Is Nearing ... Bless You

I wish

The point of no return

Came on

Like a cold

As you came within range

You’d start to sniffle

Then

As it came into sight

You’re head would start to hurt

Just a little and

As you moved within shouting range

The snot would start to flow

Just a little more

Out your nose

Back down your throat

And then that feeling

The sick feeling

Would descend over you like a cloak of darkness

Right as you arrived

And you would know you were there

It would be great for making meringues and

Deciding whether or not to take a job

And right about know

I’d be wondering

Whether Sudafed

Might give me a few extra days and

Whether

A cold would be easier to handle

If you didn’t know you had it

After all

There is no cure