fever

I’m the person you call when you’re burning up;
I’m the woman who cools you down.
I’m the one you enter to cure your fever…
Someone once taught you love is a one-way street…
Take what you can take from a woman
and run!

A few weeks ago I almost called 9–11.
I writhed on my floor like an animal
in a sweat of pain -
it seemed like it would never let me go.
Six hours later, in the euphoria of end-of-pain
I walked into a cafe & accidentally fell in love with a stranger.
But I didn’t call you when I was on the floor
because I knew you would let me burn.

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