Eternal Fever (Original Poetry)

By Krisz Rokk | Quantum Poems | 3 Jul 2026

You jumped up and down on the canvas
while I was counting the pieces
immaculate
disorganized
a jigsaw puzzle
I could scream at.

Nothing makes sense
except your presence
when I’m breathing
reloading the energy center
with your ephemeral whisper.

Two inches below your belly button.

I ignore thy voice
continuing to search the ether
hoping the day will come
when my lungs rejoice
and the mind extracts
the eternal now
from your promiscuous fever.

Life unfolds
chasing dreams
and reconnecting with the river
as you pass by and smile
knowing the day will come
when the heart synchronizes
and attunes to a coherent rhythm.

You are trained, experienced, and you have learned a lot.
How will your story evolve?

Seeing the beauty in simple thoughts
Asking questions that stir the mob
Strengthening the foundation
and harvesting ripe crops
The linear game keeps spiraling
as I graciously pass through thy peculiar courts.