1.Pockets of air.
2.Roaring gusts in critique.
3.Swirling leaves.
I'll build a concession stand here immediately.
I knew one day you'd get proactive.
I just thought it'd be, you know- maybe liquefaction,
flooded power station, mudslide.......
My head aches and a drowsy dampness
pains my sense, and makes me
pray these germs stamp less
hard on my eyeballs’ scleriae.
You tell me how swiftly it flows;
this never ending sneezing,
this liquefaction in my nose,
These lungs that won’t stop wheezing.
My skin’s red hot and wrinkled;
zillions of germs infest my liver.
My tongue’s dried up and crinkled,
and I just shake and shiver.
You vapo rub my back.
What?...ice water enema me!
Between these germs and you, you quack,
you're my new worst enemy.
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