Tonic

by on November 29, 2017 :: 0 comments

If I could pour forgiveness into a cup
and drink it,
would it coat my bad intentions
like a tonic,
switch off
the red alert sign
pulsing behind my eyes?
I’ve given up booze
and casual sex
but there’s no substitute
that dulls the anger
quite as effectively.
I need a tonic to fill me
with the pull of the tides,
with the satin slip
of resurrection waters,
to absorb my howls
into its magic potion
and pour out starlight.

editors note:

If we could find this elixir, it would be assigned to Schedules 1 thru 3 by those who prefer order over ecstasy. – mh clay

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