Chloraseptic

Ear, nose, throat, each drain clogged

Expectorate bars through brain fog

Thank God for gatorade and plain broth

Turn a paper towel into a J. Pollock paint job

Shiver in me timberlands, the coldest captain

Till I spike a fever pitch quicker than Aroldis Chapman's

Patronis happens to be a slug in a folded napkin, anyway

Employer thinks I'm over-acting

Never gone full Nic Cage for sick days

To miss pay with bills every which way

Back and forth, hack and snore, wake and pace, check the temp

Back is sore, sat to floor, hate this place, it's never-ending