Zaps
The curse of the missing medication and the brain zaps
By Andrea L SmithPublished about a month ago • 1 min read
Photo by Markus Kammermann on Unsplash
Encapsulated powder,
tiny form, endless power,
swallow whole,
and chase away
the static for the day
Forget a dose,
you'll be morose,
lie in bed
sick in your head
Your vision dances,
your heartbeat prances,
electric pulse,
throughout your skull
The light will linger,
turn shape, and shimmer,
shadows will glimmer,
take life and bolt
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