Reality has a coldness
Wintery aloofness in its tone
Delusions feel warm inviting
A fireplace crackles and hums
I'm caught between seasons
A scarf and swimsuit
I'm caught between reasons
Wool coats and wife beaters
I shiver at sub zero truth
I sweat tropical misconceptions
Riding a pendulum
Swinging in and out of season
Fighting bouts of Malaria
Mixed with hysteria
Chest weasing from pneumonia's touch
A merry go round of misconception
Into bold face perception
Stop the ride I want to get off...