this pill, that pill
mix ’em all together
this pill, that pill
smokin’ hot asunder,
the mind, the body,
the night terrors
of an artificial stimulant
playing with the brain’s
own sweet vulnerability
And we wonder,
what is attraction,
is it peace of mind,
knowing we can love,
knowing love is real,
our lives,
your lives,
everyone is the same,
yet so different
it is easy to maim
that original concept of
what is real,
what matters in our lives.
that pill, this pill
running out of will
© Scott F Savage 2019