019 ~ Xanax Reflux Poem by stan pelfrey
019 ~ Xanax Reflux
on the verge
nerves shot
need a hit
but I know
another rebound aftershock
will reverberate in me
tomorrow
head’s in altered space
feel I’m going insane
from every little thing
tension mounting in
every limb, a hurricane
brewing inside me
about to swirl me up,
capsize me
shortened temper flares
no ear is spared
the fury of my yell
but I need the pill
and chew it fast
for relief to calm,
mollify me
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