Before Meds

Before I take my meds. There’s an hour or so, Or so, or so. When everything is fuzzy. I would take a sip of water but the water tastes like the essence of sandpaper. Then it would stop hurting. Or so I thought. Before I take my meds. I would walk around my room. As if I’m going to measure the dimensions of the bed. I like to walk aimlessly. Or so they say. Before I take my meds. There is something. In between. Fuzzy. All around. A waterfall. Sprouting. Before I take my meds. She hands me a glass of water. Pills can be different shapes and sizes. I wish I could be different.