Root Beer
.
Lips pursed around the straw for the first sip,
my gullet floods with bubbles and sugar.
That sassafras-flavored beverage
also brings me a dose of caffeine.
A few slurps later, I feel effervescent.
Like an ice-cold soft drink in a plastic cup,
my elevated mind begins to fizz.
Thoughts occur unbidden. Ideas burst.
It is a pleasant sensation - a taste
of how life was going five years ago,
before mood stabilizers slowed me down.
These days my internal world is more sedate:
a stoneware mug half full of tap water,
a lemon wedge garnishes the rim.
.
Lips pursed around the straw for the first sip,
my gullet floods with bubbles and sugar.
That sassafras-flavored beverage
also brings me a dose of caffeine.
A few slurps later, I feel effervescent.
Like an ice-cold soft drink in a plastic cup,
my elevated mind begins to fizz.
Thoughts occur unbidden. Ideas burst.
It is a pleasant sensation - a taste
of how life was going five years ago,
before mood stabilizers slowed me down.
These days my internal world is more sedate:
a stoneware mug half full of tap water,
a lemon wedge garnishes the rim.
.