(bubbleboy)

I get sick
when someone else’s sorrow
creeps into my life.
I am becoming
a sort of emotional
bubble boy,
feeling the need
to protect myself
until I bounce back
to my native strength,
(which eludes me
these days).

I think I should
eliminate the phone,
be more careful
in what I read.
Submerge myself
in ginger tea.

2/5/99