"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.