I won't be Dante
or Virgil
or Homer the Poet
or even Homer the Simpson.
It builds up-
in your veins-
and waits for you,
until you're
caught
unawares.
Like the kitten in the cold
in the attic
in the- OUT!
OUT!
OUT!
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(sorry I haven't been around much recently)
