Fever is a house

Normalcy like a foundation
Built strong
To withstand
The winds and storms,
Tattered a bit
Here and there
Fixed and put right.
Fever is a house
Foundation legs crumbling below
Precariously balanced,
Yet still home,
Just not quite right.
It needs the time
To be built again
As sand will wash away
With the passing tide,
Like time slowly deteriorating
Muscle and skin,
Sagging roof
And dirty windows
Needing the cleaning
For which to see out.
Tired house listing
Side to side
Like an uneasy gait
Just wanting to fall
Into the abyss
And sleep and dream
Of becoming the mansion
Of its dreams,
Of being strong
Of healing.

Thoughts on being sick in comparison to this poor house, with thanks to who ever sent this head cold my way but mostly not.

8 thoughts on “Fever is a house

  1. It’s flu going around here, lots of folks have got it (probably the change of season).. I’ll send a hope and prayer your way that you wake totally better (just worked for my grandson).

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  2. Thanks quiall, I hate getting sick, aggravating! A lot of people called in today at work, I thought it was just a bad loss for the football team ๐Ÿ™‚ but seems to be going around.

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