Philip Ji-Woong Jung
Ode to the “Almost” Sneeze
I scramble for a tissue-
For I feel a sneeze is to come…
And truly I fear nothing but you.
Pressure builds as my ears go numb.
Like a prune my nose crinkles; a bitter sight-
Oh no! Aah…aaah…AAAH! AAHH!!! Sniff.
No! No! No! It can’t just freeze!
My nostrils itch and my chest feels light.
But without a maybe or an if-
I’ll get you good next time ‘almost’ sneeze.