A little piece of candy
The doctor gives you an injection
to cure you of endless grief
and you notice the little statues
on his desk and the degrees
hanging from the wall.
This is where my poetry comes alive
you think to yourself as the needle goes on
this is where the words start to scream
howling at the moon, wandering away from you
on the way out the door
you grab a little piece of candy
and think to yourself
In the morning you will awaken
and still be filled with sorrow.