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[evilgetyours]

It's about drugs, history, yearning for the forgotten past, that Welsh word hiraeth for all things left behind. Sick

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[mylesk]

These are very fine reflections.

[evilgetyours]

Thank you! I feel much better now

[hahaucntcme]

Hope your gastro stuff is over by now; that stuff is not fun to have :/

Later I turned this into a poem cuz I do that sometimes

[evilgetyours]

Fever nostalgia
I remember being sick as a child
A wordless confusion of heat and chills and exhaustion

Now I have more words, like 'gastroenteritis' and 'food-bourne bacteria' and 'free day off work'
I've seen enlarged images of salmonella cells, pinkish, rod-shaped, studded with waving flagella.

This knowledge is no comfort on the bathroom floor, cold tile pressed against my panting, sweating, putrid corpse
Knowing why something is happening doesn't make it any easier

Sickness makes me think of childhood
Memories of being comforted and treated into health
A small world tended by caring and certain adults
Now I am an adult and so uncertain of everything
Waiting half waking, wishing to be anywhere but here