In the AM:
Losing control
Of bowels then mind,
There’s something about time.

But no shadows.
Enervated and stuck,
Downward bound and out of luck.

On edge,
Cabinet open
And looking for meds.
The prison now is your very own head.

© 2023 Jeff E. Brown. All rights reserved.

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