Sunday, July 1, 2012

March 3 - Fever Dream


My hands feel hot.
I think the bed is eating me whole,
            Like an evil.
            Or something.
            I think there’s a B-Horror movie out there about that

My hands feel hot.
I am floating.
            High as a kite flown on a winter afternoon
            No summer.
            No definitely winter.
                        I feel to stiff for this to be a summer affair.

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