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Self medicated
I take the pills that look like houses
So that I can sleep
To dull the storms down to a rumble
Allowing my muscles permission
To quit their persistent protests
Each milligram unravels stiffness
Into a spool of soft cotton thread
That knot and weave
Into a tapestry of familiar nightmares
.
Rain taps at the window
As I soak in salt and lavender
In an attempt to evoke an elixir
That could confront my sins
By dissolving away fear
Making space for forgiveness
While I bask in a symphony of white noise
Designated to keep the ghouls at bay
.
I howl at the moon until it howls back
Because some nights are made for healing
While others are made for surviving
But it’s important to know the difference
I leave the light on
And take the pills that look like houses
So that I can sleep
Because they feel like shelter
Within a body
That rarely feels like home.
nn-oo-vv-aa
