hypochondriac.

today i woke up.
feeling ill.

im always coming down with something.
the flu.
a baby.
consumption.
pneumonia.
the plague.
ghonaherpsyphaids.
all of it.
i got it.

im sure im not sick.

i think its age.
and the weather.
and dieing.

im sure it stress.
and my diet.
and timing.

alas.
here i lay.
bucket and bottle.
absorbing my resources.
cause it hurts just to swallow.