sitting on the cold bathroom tile
in the dark.
48 hours of wide eyed horror as
one image appears after another.
the intrusions form a snuff film
that feels like itās playing
in my very Brain Stem.
In 5 hours I will
once again
rise with the sun
wretch up bile for an hour
feel sorry for myself
down 65 milligrams of methadone,
then half a xanax,
then 3 prozac,
then 2 lithium,
and an extra strength tylenol.
and i will greet the day
as if i wasnāt just given confirmation
of what we all already knew;
but somehow itās worse.
they thought of us as nothing,
but pretty prey for so long.
i wait patiently
to remind,
that we were wolves;
before we were house pets.















