A Poem a Day // Day Nine : November 09
I Am Sick Today
I am sick today
and it has me thinking of the beautiful instrument of immunity
or rather my immune system
tuned in, circling what idea of pathogens are harmful
and what needs to be rid from my body
what an intelligent system of self remedy
cooking out the enemy until we’re back to basal resting sanity
but aren’t these methodologies
cross applicable, all applicable
physical, situational, spiritual
to any and all disease, isn’t there a correspondence between intelligent
cells — cellular to cellular
5G to wifi to prisons and people
and parasites to parol of what went wrong in the idea that any of it needs to be rid of
and maybe this is a fevered poem
or maybe our collective immune system needs to relearn who is really an intruder
or not