"DRUG-INDUCED"
Losing track of time,
does it even exist?
Nothing comes out right,
not...with a lot to miss.
Body on autopilot.
Thoughts scattered.
Surprised that I still function.
Perhaps there’s still a backup plan.
Sleep’s a luxury.
How can this be?
Evil is not the money,
just human-made reality.
Thanks for the pills,
the best sleep since when?
The clean bill of health
is a major worry once again.
Work, work, work
until you get really sick.
Damn you, workaholics!
Don’t you feel that occasional burnout?
The only way for a peaceful night
asleep in your bed
is the same old meds
to stop the pounding in your head...
R.
