push, push, push

whole body is on fire
but not a single pair of lips
to cool me down

like a dog that's forgotten its buried bone
sniffing and searching
searching and sniffing
for a bone that never was
slightly less ridiculous
than the time when it chased its own tail

an army of people
marching the streets daily
with heavy steps
drowning my hiccups

the cure
is the answer
to a question
I'm still trying to get out as words