Convalescence

Creeping claws curl,

choke Cheryl’s collar.

Cream-colored clouds

compound Cheryl’s coughing.

Constant convulsions;

concrete crushing.

Cheryl’s craggy coughing

crosses cold, clean corridors;

crosses centuries, clamoring,

counting can’s, cannot’s.

Chemistry calms,

can cure certain conditions.

Cancel, cancel!

Cheryl counters, crying.

Crying can’t conquer

certain condemnations.

Chilly clinics can’t cure

corrosive coughs.

Cancel, cancel!

Cheryl catches comprehension;

consuming cognitive calamity,

calls clinics criminal,

cries, collapsing.

Can charlatans care?