Posted in Poetry, Prose, Prose California

A Simple Drug

A mere aspirin
to ward off
to chase away
the devils

The same ones
telling stories
how a simple drug
will change a life
to the better,

The worse happens
the headache grows in
difficulty,
a simple drug, not enough
the answer to all questions
ones that never needed asking
before
problems, troubles
mounting difficulties
excuses and guilty
thoughts,

Having cured
the evil of the first headache
not being any more simple
nor requiring theft, or destruction
loss of family, of job, of life

A simple drug – wanted
only needed
to solve-

-simple troubles
in an otherwise
uncluttered
life…

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