flu like symptoms

poetry

the wind is blowing like
the sea crashing like
a leopard’s teeth nipping
at my heels as it chases
me around my apartment
and even if I could wrap my
hands around its neck
i would never be able to gut
and prepare it before nightfall
clean its entrails and
find my way home
hoping to not wake you
before I slide into bed
nerves shredded and still firing
like I spent all day being
chased around the apartment by a leopard
or something

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