My temperature snakes spireward
Dragging behind my entrails
Which coil inside my throat
Searing airways suddenly
Impa*sible, tense and volatile
Given to violent expressions
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My words thick and vitreous
Come out in a cuspate lisp.
Throat raw with hysterics
I ration them with the precision
Of a telegraph, conserving
Every ounce of precious
Energy as I teeter on the
Brink of complete collapse
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My head is a frightened horse
Wild and thunderous it splits
The earth, these thoughts
With its hoofs.My hands
Stiffen, spine bows imposing
On the chest’s capacity
I sag and limp, advancing
Beyond my years, decrepit
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I crawl toward eventuality,
The acceptance of human
Frailty and weave myself
Into coffin sheets, forcing
Out the sunshine with a pillow
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Well I am officially sick must be why I was so drained the last few days.I don’t know that this makes sense but I am going back to bed
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