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A Prayer To St Duloxetine

St. Duloxetine, thee we beseech
Our chemical plaster to fill the breach

Between raw emotions and hard reality
Our primal instincts and plastic society

Give to your supplicants a brightened scene
With norepinephrine, serotonin, dopamine

So traffic jams hum not so loud
Mindless tasks morph to puffy clouds

Pastel pinks from glowing reds
Dark clouds lighten over our heads

Ease the wear of countless miles
Flatten our frowns, deepen our smiles

Relieve of us of our myriad obsessions 
Lengthen our spousal bonding sessions

Allow us to be more like our Savior
Free from socially unproductive behavior

No clay-colored stools or gastrointestinal pain,
Just another day without psychic rain

And of burning questions in our heads
How gently you put them to bed

And should we cry as it all flies by
Sing our weary souls a lullaby

5/3/16
© Thomas W. Quigley

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Tim Smith Date: 5/3/2016 9:46:00 PM Nice one Tom, just hope the side effects don't make your love life go south....thanks for the laugh Login to Reply Tom Quigley Date: 5/3/2016 9:48:00 PM Thanks for reading! Glad you enjoyed.

Walter T. Ashe Date: 5/3/2016 8:45:00 PM Tom, You have written a gem to as Sun puts it the "oh, mighty, glorious happy pill!" This is very witty! Nice one Tom! Login to Reply Tom Quigley Date: 5/3/2016 9:38:00 PM Thanks, Walter!

Jan Allison Date: 5/3/2016 5:55:00 PM Vivid imagery Tom - I try and steer clear from medication if possible - may help with one things but cause other issues:-( hugs Jan xx Login to Reply Tom Quigley Date: 5/3/2016 9:41:00 PM Thanks, Jan! All medicine is a compromise. Otherwise, it would be a supplement.

Ilene Bauer Date: 5/3/2016 3:48:00 PM very clever, tom! i enjoyed... Login to Reply Tom Quigley Date: 5/3/2016 3:53:00 PM Comment jumped...thank you! Tom Quigley Date: 5/3/2016 3:52:00 PM Yup. Antidepressant. Thx!