I ... entered the poem of life, whose purpose is ... simply to witness the beauties of the world, to discover the many forms that love can take. (Barabara Blackman in 'Glass After Glass')

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9 April 2016

Making Myself Feel Better

(I always liked to self-medicate, but ….)

Ginseng brought me out
in an allergic rash.

Though cigarettes calmed me down
and paradoxically sparked my brain,
there was that nasty cough.

Kale was tough
and tasted vile.

Though alcohol was a soother
reducing nerves and stress,
it got in the way of intelligent action.

Vitamin C
came out in my pee.

I’m still clinging to coffee.
It may be a poison, it may be addictive, but
I love my morning fix.

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Written for The Poesy of Side Effects, in Dark Poetry for the Cruellest Month, day 4.


  1. There is something about coffee... it just makes us fight for it all the way until the bitter end.

  2. Hilarious! Vitamin C makes for an expensive pee:)

  3. Oooh this is deliciously insane :D

  4. They may not be what the doctor ordered, but they make you feel good :D
    *I liquidise my kale with apple juice then drink quickly* XXX

  5. We all have our favorite "remedy", don't we?