I forgot a single morning dose
and I could breathe in life again
            -through my skin
I had extremes
            -real feeling
I had fantasies
            -recording my heart on the wall
             with fingerpaint
I could create once more
            -w/ a pleasure unreachable
             through family values
I was alive!
            -painfully, but at least I felt
           something


Church morning regulation came around.
I choked when I swallowed my 
calming, relaxing [brainwashing] pill.
No coloured assortment.
Just a frothy, pink nothingness.
Washing away the dirt
of my smutty hands.
I think, once again,
the scraggly old seaman is dillusional.
He swallowed too much salt water.

12/21/2001

Posted on 12/21/2001
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