Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

The sick cough follows me down the hallway
I can hear it
far away
shit
it follows and
I try to rest ans sit
around the bend then
and the cough follows
like
like..

well I am out
I got nothing
I am a waterless
tap
a sap
I try and snap to
too I try to snap
to clap and get
up beat
but the cough follows and creeps
sneaks and all the sheeps
say there is
no way to
avoid the inevitable
but I will prevail and stay
away
long enough to come back a winner
breathing happy
bronchial superiority will be mine
at last
and I will smoke a cigar and able happy

all of them were excellent
I just picked this one at random

I always get a little nervous when I express my admiration for your writing.

Like I expect you to piss on my leg again.