UntuitionHard to follow


I’m an antibody
Destroy in haste
Too much heat
And too much waste

I’m the saint, the sinner
More leper than lover
The fool I’ll crown
This ill fever I’ll govern

Sweating in my delirium
As I think how many I’ve taken down
With me, in sweaty synchrony

Heavy is the head
Full of cotton in a spiking crown