seems its going around

from face to face, a game of telephone,
ill communication.
illness is approaching me,
stalking in on a thousand mildewed legs
creeping up on me like a bowl of chili.
headspun, tailspinning, crampboweled, sweatache muscling
in on my good mood,
like.
like.
like
a bowl of chili.
my neighbors were both down for a day
but they came bouncing back
churning back
burning back up,
just a day later,
like a bowl of chili.
seems its going around