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Jul 2013
Flu
My body aches all over.
They told me to stay home,
But I refused.
The hospital walls glared at me,
As I strained to see my book.
Inside, the hurricane had formed.
Carsickness.
That's it.
That's all it is.
Read your book, it's all fine.
Drive down the freeway awhile.
The pounding wouldn't stop.
A tornado changing the pressure
In my skull.
It's alright,
Go train the horse.
Work him into a leathery sweat,
Until he starts foaming at the mouth.
A new breakthrough at the cost of...
Heat sickness, right?
It's only the sun...
Swing one leg then both,
Drop to the ground.
Fall in the mud.
Get back up to a...
Sprained knee. From the fall.
Right?!
Right?!
Lightning strikes,
Pain everywhere.
Thunder pounding in my head.
Use the rain to care for the horse.
Horse is fine,
Hooves clean,
Wait..  Did I clean them?
Yeah, just heat.
Exhaustion.
Fall asleep cleaning the saddle.
I've been up since four...
His surgery went well...
Piano time.
Check temperature.
100.7.
I can do it.
Random fevers...
They happen
Right?!
Am I right?!
It's all fine!  
Playing "Memory",
Pick a new song
For the competition.
Which one?
Right, a few months away.
Great.
Not sick,
Not sick,
FALL on the couch,
Forgot my water.
Grab the counter to
Counter the dizziness.
Trip anyways.
Cats hungry.
Feed cat.
Drop in bed,
I need a shower
To wash the heat exhaustion away.
Right?!
Right?!
RIGHT?!
11:30 pm.
102 fever.
Meds stop working.
Brain slows down.
TV blurry.
Sentences
Not
Making sen-
It's hot under the covers,
But frigid outside.
Why?  
Barely move  arm to write a poem.
It won't be the last....  Right?
No.
No.
No.
Not the last.
So many words left to write,
So little sanity left to lose...
Don't pukkder.
Cannt seaw tge lewuvoard.
Eyes dimmimg...
Sleep?
No.
Not yet.
Fight first.
I do not have the flu.
Cough, cough, cough,
Head pound,
Sneeze,
Throat of sandpaper,
Text,
No.
No flu.
No flu.
No flu.
Not me.
I don't get sick.
So much to do,
So little time...
For rest.
No.
Not flu.
Not me.
Sorry for a bit of a rant, 102 fever hurts....  Advice: poetry helps with recovery. Goodnight ya'll.
IrishDraughtGirl
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