“If you keep only healthy food in your cupboard and fridge, you will eat good food.” – Errick McAdams
“You need a steroid to fix your ills.
Now vaccination to ward off winter chills.
Take an antidepressant, to calm your woes.
Let’s try antibiotics and see how it goes.
A short run of oxycodone to ease any pain.
Eating salt and acidy food you must refrain.
We will give you antacids just in case,
And a full range of vitamins, food to replace.
Eat nothing with Gluten or carbohydrate.
We’ll give you a pill to lower your heart rate.
A bevy of sprays to help you breathe.
A mood stabilizer if you begin to seethe.
There’s nothing else before you run out of money.
Make sure you call if you begin to feel funny.
Your health will soon be at its highest peak.
Make an appointment to see me in a week.”
"How uplifting it feels to be given such care.
Knowing my specialist has it all right there.
And silly me was considering healthy living.
Fresh air, good food and exercise, such a misgiving !!"
Her eyes are the color of ice on a cool winters twilight,
drastically different then the color that's in her soul.
An acidy lime green that melts away all the plastic of this synthetic world with a hiss & a fizzle.
From the moment you were born there were lights
across the sky to dazzle passerby,
coincidence is a blind mans reason.
Independence lives in this woman, not the Fourth of July.
I didn't commit treason, but I never understood why.....
I, am a word snake
slithering in and around language
coiling my body though multi-syllables
curling my tongue around ornamental words
all the better to eat you with my dear.
My fangs hide in highly constructed sentences
waiting behind sophisticated grammar,
as my slick skin smoothes past your intellect
unyielding eyes never leave the target.
I can hear your compliance,
I can taste the spell you're under,
No reply because the point is never grasped
You are the target and words will consume you.
"B's" and "S's" will wrap around your body
"F's" and "C's" will tighten their grasp,
until a panicked air escapes your lips
realization flashes across you face
my words are consuming you.
Their acidy truths will slowly eat away your beliefs
while you lie in the dark place waiting to die.
I already told you,
I am a word snake.