14 Days

When a pandemic finally becomes real

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14 days of not quite solitude
Just me, my thoughts, a fever, and a cough.

I cough some more,
and the spasms rack my body and burn my lungs.
I drift off into yet another dream.
I wake and check my temperature.
Is it morning, or is it night? What day is it?
I can hardly tell anymore.