infected

i've got something worse than swine flu,
seems I can't get rid of you.
I'm infected with something in my heart,
haven't forgotten your hands
in my hair, on my back.
I'd rather be sick and done with it a week
later,
puke my guts out in a bucket on the floor,
and smell and sweat and stew in my own
miseries for a week of hot and cold sweats,
feeling lonely.
It'd be over after a week, maybe two,
and I'd rise from bed a little bit frail, pale, frazzled.
It's so much better to be really sick
than to have this disease.
I need some kind of cure to get you off
my mind.
Do they have a shot for that kind of thing?