Posts Tagged Medicine
My Spirit Gets Lost in the Dark at Times
And in that
morning, sleep crawls on
happiness, falsifies death
of dark depression
Do You Know What Happens When Music Causes Great Joy? You end by…
ing bulbs afire with
face, blowing cauldrons, bubbles
fizzing out your tops.
Fix Me Now, Please
There comes a time
when it melts like overripe squash.
I hope I have forgotten my medicine.
If so, I hope it works immediately.
If not, I surely won’t make it.
Most times the former,
and so far I’ve made it.
Terror comes at those frequent times
when it is known
they don’t make medicine for me.