Influenza
It seems like I’m hit with a dose of flu
My skin feels so sensitive to the cold
It will run its course nowt else I can do
It's harder to shake off as you get old.
I feel I’m not here my head is away
Dosing my self with medical potions
Lemon drinks are the order of the day
With care I take in measured proportions.
Worst of all I've got no inspiration
Nothing coming in or out of my head
I'm in a state of mental stagnation
Feel like a zombie lying in this bed.
I sweated profusely throughout the night
Hope after six days I'll start to feel right.
Written 17th December 2018.
Copyright © Tom Cunningham | Year Posted 2018
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