That August day

made me pray

for MERCY!

My head was pounding 

like a woodpecker on

a metal roof

Could hardly see

my eyes were strabismic

I reached...

in my disarranged

medicene cabinet

in my dim

bathroom

pulled out the first

pill box

my quavering hands touched

I squinted my confused eyes

to examine the fine print

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I am feeling blue

today

Because I didn't get my

way

---

Turned purple

with rage

When I tried to engage

a conversation

With a yellow 

coward

That said I was not

in the pink

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I told him I was going

to cause a "brown out"

In his town

So they would have a black day

If he did not say

He was wrong...

By Lynn Hahn

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