Heavy eyes struggle to open
Weighed down like salt-crusted anchors
Breath rattles through creaky chest
Mouth gasps frantically
Mimicking a fish out of water
Throat flames and burns
Throbbing painfully as if from
Battles with a thousand sting rays
Nose streams murky liquid
Like a hole-filled boat
Body is leaden and aching
Moving wearily like a waterlogged ship
And as sneezes slam treacherously through,
Rocking and shuddering like a rubber dinghy
Under ferocious, unexpected storms
Cracking to each crash of the
Drums pounding within the skull
In drained salutations - of The Cold