medicine

medicine

All my medicine is gone again
The highest bidder disappeared
I’m left alone with my fear...
The things I love don’t stay
Melting in the days heat
The odor lingers in my mind
Battered and bloodied
Unsure of who I am
When will the future get here

Just something new that came to me the other day. doesn't mean much, just scattered thoughts and phrases.

Written and Published by Don Leach. May not be used without permission from the author.