Fever
He was enquiring
meticulous in note taking
Scrawled amensiac letters and
Night sweat
And blurring of
visions thinly partitioned
masked
Under a moist skein
Of white light
Floating falling
Veiled
Blind apparitions
mad genius
symmetry and
Harmony
And broken chord
untimed
hand clapped out
synch
They said
fever
Leaves limbs
dangling flower heads
Wilting away from
The centre
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poem by Yvette Smith
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