Greedy Air

Metals in cloth Opening holes of fashion Allow cold breezed air through It enters my shirt, mixing through my skin It starves to enter Enter my body Cause the compassion For white cells to fight back Stingily and inconsiderately it penetrates Through my flesh, into my cells Inside my body it breathers It triggers me to close my jacket Blind the holes The cold breeze of air seeks warmth Finds it in my cozy blood Refuses to turn back To return I desperately hug myself tightly Experiencing the most twigging stomach ache I lay down in discomfort and chill Covering my body with blankets And wrapping myself with clothes The cold aired creature confiscated me in illness As I trusted my body in destroying the germ I wait in aching and sore As hours pass I rush to the toilet To get out with the feeling of victory And my gratefulness to my body