Fever - 103 Degrees

The white of the bedsheets
seem fuzzy - fade in, fade out
along with a dizzy throbbing
no one else cares to hear.

Yesterday I dined at 313 Campbell.
Today I slurp up chicken soup;
unaware, as my temperature rises,
what the outside world is eating.

And every minute spent in consciousness
is a battle for cool, calmness.

Until

nothing


~J.V.Harker~
~10 March 2009~