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Q For Some Reason (Free verse) by MacFrantic

I scratched by head today It's not that it itched, I just did. No relief came from the act, no satisfaction. I just scratched by head. Just as any other normal person would do on any other normal day. But it felt so alien to be clawing at my head like that. Then again, how AM I supposed to do so. Rake at my face I mean. It’s not like I was hurting myself I just scratched that area to the left of the top of my forehead. Not a deep scratch, more of a light Tickle. Now that’s not the right word, is it? It wasn’t funny or stimulating to the point that I would call it a tickle. Well it doesn’t matter anyway Because I’m running low on pills Those little gray kind that are supposed To keep me from worrying About trivial things. I guess they’ve stopped working. But at least my head has stopped not itching.

Dan garcia-Black 18-Aug-04/4:20 AM
Xanax, Prozac, Zoloft are all little Dutch boys with their fingers in the dyke. The dyke is Swiss cheese. The water is full of hungry mice and we are all living on the edge of Disneyland. Know a good pharmacist?




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