Cheers

No school, no life, just wasting time, but not
On purpose—no. How many times has this
episode played? The days blur. Did I miss
class again? A test? Oh well… I’d have thought
Myself to be more careful. Where’s my head?
Can’t focus—my eyes are affected—I
Know it’s not what you think. Discouraged by
Unhelpful doctors, I climb back in bed.
I’m nocturnal now. Emotions are prone
To extremes. Can you blame me? One listened.
Labs proved his inkling. Though I am frightened,
To know the throat-lodged butterfly alone
Is the culprit makes me oddly heartened—
It may be Grave, but better than Unknown.