Sleeping through a fever
While every 30 minutes
I have a half-awake dream
Of this reoccurring face:
It is old-man shiney
But young-gal boney
And he's about 20?
One time, he was so close
As if nosing a mirror
But it was his face, not mine
I took notice of his brow,
Like a Charlie Brown shirt
When he wasn't all planked
Like a Nosferatu
It was either the fever
Or all the phantom nosing
That's making my face this morning
Feel like a Jason mask of pain
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