Poetry Internet Scavenger Hunt

To me he seems like a god

as he sits facing you and

hears you near as you speak

softly and laugh

in a sweet echo that jolts

the heart in my ribs. For now

as I look at you my voice

is empty and

can say nothing as my toungue

cracks and slender fire is quick

under my skin. My eyes are dead to light, my ears

pound, and sweat pours over me.

I convulse, greener than grass

and feel my mind slip as I

go close to death,

yet, being poor, must suffer

everything.

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