Bonnie Cote

Rookie (Pennsylvania / York)

Fever - Poem by Bonnie Cote

fever burning
it is the hot sun burning down
baking me into the ground

i like to read
about the plague
and of orphaned children
with missing limbs

cracked dry lips
and nightmares
seeping in and out of sleep
i see him
killing in my dream

i don't know if this is yellow fever
i don't know if this is black black death
but i am plagued
sometimes by laughter
little children passing by begin to cry
and their mothers quickly turn them away
from me

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, July 6, 2010

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