After the June rains have passed
and the summer solstice is still a close memory
and all the fruits of the forest are bursting forth
it would seem that the cranial monsters
should be as far away and as impossible to find
as a toad in the night
densely shrouded under the verdant woods
Yet the downward pull persists
and cabin fever turned upside down
is still cabin fever for all that
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