Influenza
thump, thump
the pounding of blood in my ears,
the pulse of pain inside my thoughts,
it pervades every crack (like the scent of lavender)
shivers, shakes and earthquakes
rack my frail body,
neverending attacks
made by invisible assassins.
hope is lost,
rip out my veins
using sterile instruments.
rid me of the plague
I feel dizzy and weightless, like floating ash.
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