p { margin-bottom: 0.1in; line-height: 120%; }a:link { }

My head is full of cabin fever

Nothing much to do—

Except indulge, engorge, satiate, satisfy, consume

Everything to do—

But my head is full of cabin fever

So there is really nothing on my schedule

And nothing much to do—

Except, howling at the moon

Struggling with my foremost temptations

LasciviousLatenightLove

Someone caught the cabin fever in my head

Nothing much to do—

But close those open windows

Sweep up that broken glass

Lower my blood alcohol content

To the legal limit, then

regret the past