I have a sneeze
that lives in my nose,
and every day
it grows and it grows.

At a certain point
I’ll start charging it rent
for all of the time 
and effort I’ve spent

Sneezing and sneezing
and blowing and blowing,
all in the hopes
some day it’ll get going

I walk around now,
my face all scrunched up.
I’d trade it for anything,
even hiccups

I wish it would go.
My life is askew.
All it would take
Is one big ACHOO!