Touched by an ailment my eyes could not see coming.
It crept slowly, slowly toward, then inside me.
Now my back is aching,
I have a sore throat
And one nostril stuffy while the other runny.
Health stolen away.
By some agent of The Devil or a poison in the water green-lighted by the government.
Where’s any probiotic,
A saving grace?
This pestilence has left me feeling unsafe.
Heart anxiously pumping
Ponderous, hyphenated breathes.
I want to sleep, but I can’t.
I am freezing at my core,
While sweating to death.