Tag: health

The ebb and flow of pharmaceuticals

White ravens cawed their best – a blasphemy of tradition.
Sounding all of dissonance, their mark is made in deception.
Where it begins with a
tumble
down (cavern or cavity)[…]

The Ebb and Flow of Pharmaceuticals

White ravens cawed their best – a blasphemy of tradition.
Sounding all of dissonance, their mark is made in deception.
Where it begins with a
		             tumble
			            down (cavern or cavity)
Manufactured escape, the mettle and sinew of tragedy
And still they
	         tumble
		        down (a white meteor seconds to downtown)
Until they
	    *touch*
		 down (a white explosion to dissolve and drown)

White ravens cawed their worst – a blasphemy of saviors
Blessed with conditional reception, masked miracles for favors
When it all happens with a
			      f l u t t e r
				         up (standard or stream)
Fog of mind trailing their wings, opiate laced to dull the regime
And still they
	         f l u t t e r 
			up (measured by time – they’ll divide the flock)
Until they
	    foul
	          up (measured against time – silence without the shock)

White ravens cawed their last – a tragedy of blasphemy
Gone before forgotten with an absence marked by misery
Where it all ends with a  	 	 	 
	                          tumble
				 back down (highway or mindway)
Return of the sword, truth of situation embodied, must we obey? 
And then I
	     tumble
		    back down (as my design is my deduction)
Until I
         *touch*
   	        back down (as my design is my dysfunction)

M. L. Michael 
04-23-04

About…

Winter again

Ice claims this body,
An empty cold spreads like fire.
No motions are made
To halt the coup d’état,
Just mindless submission
As winter devours the sun.[…]

Ice claims this body,
An empty cold spreads like fire.
No motions are made
To halt the coup d'état,
Just mindless submission
As winter devours the sun.

The mind is tired of the spirit,
Had enough of useless loving,
Vain attempts to breathe anew.
It welcomes the frozen state,
A trip away from the life
That constantly reminds it of failure.

Hopes lie frozen in the gutter,
Thrown aside by the north wind.
Vaguely missed by a shivering child,
Who sadly feels at home
In this winter wasteland. 

M. L. Michael
01·24·02

About…

The Man in White

I married the pen
To escape your tyranny,
Fleeing into the night
In a moment of ecstasy.

Just so I would forget
The pain you slid beneath,
Hushed whispers and murmurs
As I cried to God for relief. […]

I married the pen 
To escape your tyranny,
Fleeing into the night 
In a moment of ecstasy. 

Just so I would forget
The pain you slid beneath,
Hushed whispers and murmurs 
As I cried to God for relief.

Prayers were never answered,
Lies became generally given,
Sliding off forked tongues,
Dripping with acidic venom.

Stealing from the hurt,
You worthless little crook.
Dictating the meek
To fatten that checkbook. 

I wish you would know
The diagnosis you try to “heal”.
But maybe I’m wishing too much,
Believing that you could feel.

Never in my life
Have I hated so much. 
Congratulations you take the cake,
Repulsing me without a touch.

M. L. Michael 
11·14·01

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