Flu Strain

I hope this pill works

If it doesn’t I’ll have to take
Another one before bed

For my cough a shot
Of syrup

This headache should be killed
By a white pill called advil

I only got it ’cause I cough
So much

To the point my lungs need
Suspension better than bone

So it crawls through my body
And an x-ray might reveal

An infrastructure too complex
To comprehend

Tracking from one site to another
Farming for pain

Dullness in the head
And a knife in my back

Ibuprofin should
Take care of that

My spine oh god
It hurts so much

I don’t know if muscle relaxers
Will help this hunch

I feel gaunt and gone
Taken by a plague

Pnumonia swimming
In my lungs

An annoying coughing old man
At the age of nineteen

Taking hits
Of cyclobenziprene

See if that’ll
Change anything

Besides mask your
And make you

Or invalid

Published by Jake Thomas Shaw

Concerned with memory, currency, and destiny, I strive to capture each one as they happen. Join me and consume reality! Radio Reality. City!

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