August 27, 2009
By , St. Louis, MO
The monster howls, victorious
The throbbing becomes worse, torturous
I must squint at the blinding lights, eyes watering
It spread to my shoulders now the ache creeping
Fire 1- the Advil is shot back but the monster still roars
Fire 2- caffeine slides down as I ramble through the drawers
Fire 3- Codine is gulped greedily and the monster yowls a promise of more wars
Sounds fade and lights blur
Sleep encloses my tarnished brain
Soon the monster will stir but if it may
Then give me Codine for another day

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Powd3er's-Lov3-4-Lif3 said...
Nov. 20, 2009 at 3:01 pm
This poem has great flow and insight.
I really enjoyed it.
Lovely poem darling =]
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