Fever Poem by Bonnie Cote

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

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

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

feeeeeeeeever
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