POETRY MEDICINE
YOU MAKE&TAKE YR DAILY DOSE OF
METAPHOR
It has side-effects .You are not sure of
anything anymore.
Whether it is insomnia or sleep
apnea,you awaken midnight to dawn
Thoughts and emotions race like mice in
your night cupboard
They scurry relentless as feral
cats.They fight back.
They WANT to be remembered.They wake you
up to write them down.
By dawn,you will have forgotten EVERY
THING-but right now
they are vivid reds and
greens,gold,magenta,violets
with the aromas of distant
meadows/pastures of plenty..
You hear birds in morning bushes-but you
know that they are nesting/resting
You hum tunes you have not heard
before/soon to be fog forgotten.
TAKE YR MEDICINE!It is antidote to a
prosaic whirl
that is as flat as Columbus.DREAM
DEEP!Night has powers
daylight only wishes that it has.You are
awake now-START LIVING!
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