Thursday, March 12, 2009

Dosage

Dosage

Dawning days rise mourning
Strained to meet mundane obligations
This physical compulsion to visceral
Requirement for medicinal essentials
Symptomatic in clear demise
Body set to anxieties alarm
No sleep-in possible
At the command of time
Form in time, on time, it is time
And there is no lee-way
Function relies on form
Governed on a nonnegotiable schedule
Such a tight demanding treatment
Comes to equal the illness
Transposing life’s dependency
To a necessity more forceful
Than the malady mirrored
Self-medication to prescription
Therapy imprisons body
Alleviation imprisons mind
Restoration leaves the soul abandoned
To insatiable hunger
Merely changing flavors

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