my physical body -
when it lacks water
talks to me through
a thirst in the tongue
when it is not well,
envelopes me in a fever
my external body
when it is sick -
too let me feel its
rising temperature,
that if it is not taken
care of would not be able
to sustain my survival
john tiong chunghoo
Kay Bressner (1/11/2009 10:39:00 AM) I think that this is an excellent poem!
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