Haiku Fever

It's been a rough two weeks of viruses robbing us of sleep and health. I am somewhat punchy, as a result. This is not how to spend a summer vacation.

I think I have Haiku Fever:


Stabbing pains cause moans
that rip sleep and peace apart
stop, oh stop, oh stop!
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Skin burning, eyes red,
run all night like the Undead - 
Mom's a vampire now
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Noun, noun - who's got the
noun? Not I, evidently;
try again later
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Mt. Washme rises
from the floor in our garage.
No more eruptions!
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Housebound, an island
Where is Mindy Roberts now?
Miss her haiku fun
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Medicine in white,
so milky, and more desired
than vile fruit punch taste
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Summer - is it really?
Seem to spend way too much time
huddled in blankets
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