Delirium

By Apollo Papafrangou

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It’s one kind of delirium
the state of these bed sheets
state of the union
after the fever breaks amid the folds

honey bees through the window
summoned by the sweet musk
they find moisture
in the crevices
and buzz about the tiny bud beneath the curtain

The linens bare your teeth marks
Cresent indentations like moon shadows

The fever broke
amid the shadows
behind the blinds
and the ecstatic mess
the delicious delirium of bedsheets
became
a home

Apollo Papafrangou