Summary

Poems about sickness, fever and death from illness by the poet Sun Shadow.

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Transcription

SICK

Sick.
That’s how I am.
It creeps up,
That heaviness of drooping lids
And scratching thoughts,
Sucking at the back of your throat.

Blue.
That’s how I feel.
It paints all,
That deep colour of melancholy
And longing sighs,
Seeping out of your dried lips.

Hot. 
That’s how I think.
It burns out,
That soldering of shallowness
And vapouring words,
Catching in the last gasp of your breath.

Dead. 
That’s how I know.
It stops now,
That sensation of imagining
And dreaming ideas,
Glimmering on the distant shores of your mind.

Forgotten.
That’s how I die.
It takes all,
That restfulness of remembering
And respecting whispers,
Sounding ever softer to your deafened ears.