The fizz rises, the fizz falls
pain harkens, fever calls;
along the forehead, and down
shivering arms awaiting the round
fizz rising and falling.
Froth settles on the top,
but the cough, the cough remains;
the fizz, soft now yellow,
not yet, is
bringing any relief.
Aug 26, 2014
Aug 26, 2014 at 11:58 PM UTC
The fizz rises, the fizz falls
pain harkens, fever calls;
along the forehead, and down
shivering arms awaiting the round
fizz rising and falling.
Froth settles on the top,
but the cough, the cough remains;
the fizz, soft now yellow,
not yet, is
bringing any relief.
