Fever Dream

I learned Latin yesterday
and promptly forgot everything I learned.

I watched two biopics on Hemingway
and failed to understand the literary reverence.

Maybe it was the forgetting as with Latin.
That was last Tuesday.

Hopefully not the last Tuesday ever.
No. Not the last Tuesday but the penultimate.

I suppose I suffer some hard to pronounce disease
delivered by mosquitos.

copyright © 2021 Kenneth P. Gurney


with my fingers
in my mouth,
I see you are here
to repossess Spring
for non-payment
for services rendered.

Once my mouth
is free of fingers,
I show you
the mailed check stub
but that holds
no water
with you.
And you quote
a line in Latin
from Ecclesiastes.

You suggest
I go back to eating
the scraps
that got me
through Winter.
You say I owe you
for the honey
I just licked
from my fingers.

copyright © 2020 Kenneth P. Gurney