Light as a feather
Stiff as a board
Light as a feather
Stiff as a board
Swallowing the
half yellow pill
a shot of
dopamine straight to
the brain
the opposite of
what I should need
each breakfast a
Last Supper
lucky lottery of
potential psychosis
on the line
but for 3 blissful
hours
steadiness
pain in my
joints subsides
the tremolo
ends and
I am still
and then
the glass slipper
comes off
clock strikes
midnight and
I wait for
the next dose