Fever entered my 1-bed apartment
Loins remained withered and wry
Coins remained on cabinet aspry
Who told you what the eclipse meant?

Had no one to call and no one to fall
Over or upon
Under or around

Never strong enough to reach enough
To leave my sign, to leave a mark

Fever rushing through the veins
Of my colossal plumbing work and
Trashing me over the walls all weekend
To think that I had plans or planes

The last thing I remember is a smile
The last think similar to being
Stable for a while

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