Ceaseless dream
A scheme
Destined to devour
A flash of light
In the mind’s eye
Gone with a swallow
One tiny pill
That brings the flood
Under water
Again
Out of sight
Out of reach
Apothecary
Thy drugs
Are not quick enough
The pain
Remains behind
As the pill
Takes my mind

— B.

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