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Bad Reaction
Bad Reaction
Medicated, addlepated, drifting in and out
of time, spider thoughts begin weaving an
unweilding pattern upon my fevered brain
and strange ideas that once would have
flited away like suddenly startled moths,
radically change, and seek to take root.
They bloom with noxious vengeance in
the fertile soil of a mind seeking the
solace of a drug induced haze.
Vanishing control and gasping at slim,
half seen, shadow hands, I slip sideways
in and out of sleep, my fear wraps me in a
steel shroud. Sweat, a cold lover's touch
upon fever taunt skin. At peak arousal, there is
no relief from these unwanted highs or
journeys into unexpected depths. Every
imagined sound grates on inflamed
senses, I long for the waning, a slight
reprieve, before the next fix kicks in.
I love the word choice. I sound like a schoolteacher saying that but it's the truth.
I have never had to take this drug... but know those that have .... but I have had something similar to this with Percodan.... man they make me really flip out... this was excellent