I won't be Dante
or Virgil
or Homer the Poet
or even Homer the Simpson.

It builds up-
in your veins-
and waits for you,
until you're
caught
unawares.

Like the kitten in the cold
in the attic
in the-                                       OUT!

                                      OUT!

                                                                                  OUT!

(sorry I haven't been around much recently)