ah-choo
I take a Benadryl
could use a pick me up
take a caffeine pill
uh-oh
acid reflux
because I ate those jalapeno peppers
I cannot sleep now
take a Tums because I could not find the Pepto Bismal
and down a Tylenol PM
I am no longer living any semblance of a natural schedule
living my life dictated by over-the-counter medications
You open your mouth
And my breath comes out
My heart spilled on your chest
I know what happens next
Fingers intertwine
I’ll let you blur the line
As our souls collide
You are me and mine
It’s destiny, magnetic force
It’s only natural, I got no choice
It’s co regulation, a chemical bond
I’m tied up, and down, there’s no way around
If there’s no one to hear it, it still makes a sound
In the dead of night
There’s no black and white
No me and you
No wrong or right
I’m scared of my pen like I was born to write
That we’re two halves
Of a different whole
Trauma bond, alcohol
Dependency and Tylenol
Spin in a circle cause the daze gets me high
Truths and a lie
We’re getting by,
year by moment
wipe your tears on my chest
I know what happens next
OTC DRUGS
I'm reluctant to take otc drugs
My main concern is side effects
I have an uncle and aunt and
With them I try not to connect
Auntie Histamine and I
Do not see eye to eye
I took Auntie Histamine once
And for 2 days I thought I'd die
Uncle Tylenol and I get along
Somewhat better, I'd like to report
But I only take Uncle Ty as
An absolute last resort
I'm not sure where they fit on our family tree
But I'm convinced they are on my wife's side
I'll check again on Ancestry
And possibly find where they hide
BREAKING: [WEALTHY VENTURE CAPITALIST] BUYS
[PLOT OF LAND] FOR [INDUSTRIAL EXPANSION]
[CIGARETTES] AND [TYLENOL]
[TORNIQUETES] AND [ALCOHOL]
LOOPY DOOPY [LAUGHING GAS]
[COLORS] [FLAVORS] [SASSAFRAS]
FOR [FALSE SENSE OF FULFILLMENT], TRY
[ARTIFICIAL PRODUCT MARKETED TO MASSES]
[HOUSE FIRES] AND [CAR COLLISIONS]
[BURNING TIRES] [FIRST INCISION]
POKING AT YOUR [LUNGS] AND [HEART]
[PURVEYOR] TO SELL YOUR [PARTS]
[SELF MUTILATION] AND [SHEDDING SKIN]
IS ALL THE RAGE
[RUBBER HOSES] [PLASTIC GUMS]
[POWER DRILLS] AND [OIL DRUMS]
[SYNTHETIC SOLES] AND [FAT PAYCHECKS]
[POLYESTER] AND [LATEX]
LIMITED TIME SALE ON [INORGANIC BODY PARTS]
AND [FAKE IDENTITIES]
[PROSTHETICS] AND [FACTORIES]
[GASOLINE] AND [BATTERIES]
[CRACKS] AND [FISSURES] IN YOUR [SKIN]
DOUSED IN [DIRTY MEDICINE]
My back is screaming
I try not to notice
But I am not doing a great job of it
It has awoken me again.
I try to concentrate on the pain.
If I finally go to the doctor how do I describe it?
It starts at the small of my back and continues to my right side.
It feels like a band that is squeezing me into submission.
My sister tells me to take Tylenol.
I had not thought of that.
Every four hours.
I would have not thought of that either.
It is better now.
Is there an alternative to the large Canadian dollar coins
How about peanuts or coffee beans
Imagine making a deposite at your bank
Of a thousand peanuts or coffee beans at the tellers cage
The teller's cage would have to be much larger
Or the teller would need some kind of protection device
I'm okay really... no really!
Perhaps a bunch of Tylenol a few time a day
That should do it don't you think?
Zero Tolerance is a prime example
Of the all-too common phenomenon
Of weasel words -words are words
designed to limit critical thinking
they sound good but they limit
one’s ability to see the real truth
behind the lie
George Orwell would be shocked
To see these double think words everywhere
Zero tolerance leads to zero common sense
When every infraction of the rules
Becomes a class A felony
Where a ten-year can be charged
With felony drug dealing
For offering a classmate a Tylenol
Under Zero tolerance for drug dealing
The “Itis” Brothers
(Arthritis, Bursitis, Tendonitis)
Written: by Miracle Man
10/30/2021
The “Itis” brothers, have a quite familiar name,
Arthr, Burs, and Tendon have garnered worldly fame.
All three have visited me, two had a short stay,
after medical encouragement they were driven away.
Sensing they weren’t welcome they chose to leave,
but hard headed Arthr was the one who’d cleave.
At 2:am this morning and in quiet I’m found,
Arthr was acting up and I couldn’t sleep sound.
He just hangs around all the familiar old joints,
just being a pain while soliciting style points.
He’s always present and just refuses to behave,
his daily shenanigans have made me his slave.
He’s very insistent, present, both night and day,
Tylenol, taken daily, helps to keep him at bay.
How many readers can relate to this?
I cough,
I sneeze
Wait????
Do I have a fever?
Body chills?
Is this for real?
I can't believe it
The doctor walks in,
My heart is racing
Tylenol, motrin, and a hospital bed
Is all I'm chasing
Someone rush me there!
Symptoms all over again!!!!
Covid? A second time
I can't do this again!!!!
Scared, scared, and even more scared
Quarantine?
What does this mean?
My life,
Is it over?
Am I done?
Can't be,
I'm not the one!
All alone,
For hours and days
Can't stand & cook
Doordash is all I pay
Pray, pray and pray some more
I am too strong,
I can handle this,
I'm just over thinking
My head snaps,
When every mask comes off
Every sniffle,
Every runny nose
My anxiety takes over
My heart races
My legs feel weak
I hear my name!
Louder & louder!!
My eyes open, WIDE!!!
MY THOUGHTS IN MY HEAD,
ANXIETY DOES NOT HELP
I WANT TO PUT COVID TO BED!!!!
Agony Of Age
Written: by Miracle Man
January 17, 2021
I've very little trouble finding sleep,
but settling in early makes time to creep.
From my shoulder pain I quickly awake,
and more Tylenol I'm then forced to take.
That’s why I’m generally up by two,
and writing soon becomes, my chosen do.
While I'm asleep I seem to dream, dream, dream,
they have no meaning or connecting theme.
When sack time comes early, so does rising,
rampant are thoughts, a few are surprising.
It's during quiet time I seek God's face,
and He lets me know I've entered His space.
“No one can arrive from being talented alone.
God gives talent; work transforms talent into genus.”
Anna Pavlova
we are surrounded by weasel words
mental traps we set for ourselves
to shut down all rational discussion
in truly Orwellian fashion
these words are legend
everyone uses them
no one thinks about them
what they really mean
I had no choice
of course, one always has a choice
Failure is not an option
nothing but macho BS
of course failure is always an option
that one must be prepared to face
and my favorite
zero tolerance
which converts
all violations of the Rules
into class A murder like felonies
and common sense and discretion
thrown out the window
under the proverbial bus
where the full SWAT
Imperial storm troopers
Robot cops are deployed
to arrest a teenage girl
her crime giving a classmate
a Tylenol which is a legal drug
but under zero tolerance
that is the same as selling heroin
and she will be charged
with a class A drug offense
following her around
for her life
for having dared
to break the stupid rule
yes weasel words
are everywhere
our mental traps
designed to keep us
from thinking
and acting
so throw off your mental traps
break free from the weasel words
and perhaps we can be free
of these mental traps
Mirror mirror on the wall
Would you still care if I break or fall ,
Would you still be there to console me through it all ?
After the drugs fade , memories take place and now it's hard too stand tall . I ran out of alchohol now I can hear your judgment pass through the empty hall ,
the pains getting deeper should I overdose on tylenol?
See I'd hang myself but I've already been hung up on the wall .
You stare at me you feel my pain but you never call , the stress is weighing on my brain , I'm done playing games , my soul full of pain but I'm just too weak to end it all !
Now mirror on the wall I see the cracks are they outside or within, are they both, which side am I living in? All u do is mock me you ain't my friend , forget you and your friendship this is the end . I got a bullet with your name on it , I may be too weak to end it all
but I can start by freeing the man who was hung up on the wall.
First- born, most ultimate delight -
So beautiful, so talented, so bright.
The joy, the mother hasn’t known yet.
Yet now she knows it’s harder done than said.
Nothing, except the baby’s bum, was smooth:
First colicky, first Tylenol, first tooth,
First diarrhea and first constipation
Left no spare time for idle admiration.
Trimming nails took enormous concentration,
Diaper change- an infinite rotation,
Sleepless nights and sleepless days 24/7
For that reason alone I’d go to Heaven!
First laugh, first porridge, and first apple juice,
Milk in the bottle! Boobs became old news!
Mom finally restores her faith and love
In coffee, pickles, coke and spicy stuff.
The first-born baby now reached 21!
It was, no doubt, easier said than done
Those sleepless nights and days 24/7
I wouldn’t trade for Paradise in Heaven!!!
NOW MY FIRST-BORN GRANDSON STEVEN
MAKES UP FOR IT AND MAKES IT EVEN!!!
Pain killers.
Metaphorical right?
Will they help ease my emotional pain?
The answer is no,
but like hell I tried.
I popped Tylenol like candy,
its a miracle
that I never needed
to get my stomach pumped.
An untold story,
one filled with teardrops
on my kitchen floor.
Each night I'd see just how many,
I could take.
Most nights it was on an empty stomach.
Had I continued this behavior,
It's unlikely I'd be here writing this out,
I'm so glad I didn't continue.
yup two twenty two's
used to take four at one time
next came tylenol
then x y and z
from pharmacies deepest seas
thought i'd tried 'em all
now the cure is advil
in the pocket or aleeve
in my wallets sleeve
headaches just a pain
sometimes yes they're overboard
but sanity gains
through long years that teach
life's like that and i've wondered
"write home!....about what?"
stan sand
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