Bonta's poem is only a few lines long, but it packs in a sense of restless hunger. The speaker describes two states, "in health" and "in fever," and says that in both of them their "mouth" is "full / of wants." Whether the body is well or sick, the craving doesn't stop. Desire seems to be a constant, not something that comes and goes with circumstances.
The last two lines turn this into a puzzle: "one body / two gods." The title, "Bilateral," suggests two sides, and the poem seems to split the speaker in two, perhaps the healthy self and the feverish one, or perhaps two competing impulses. Calling them gods gives these wants real power, as if the speaker is being pulled between two forces they can't control or fully serve.
The mood is intense, compressed and a little uneasy. The short lines and sudden stops leave a lot of silence around the words, so the wanting feels both urgent and unresolved.