I Howl When I Come

[heroicdead]

the meds
do a lot of
things wrong.
they dull the
creative edge.
emotions explode
like a shrapnel
grenade let go
in the middle
of a corn field
(you are the husk).
they twist the
most innocent
of thoughts into
delusional paranoia;
a scorpion's
steady whip.
to their credit,
i could think
of a couple
of things they
do excel at.
sexual release
being one
of the two.

xo, Charles