medicine

What medicine for my
black heart, bleak mind,
aching nodes and limp will?

Monk, I tell you
Satori is crying in the mirror
and laughing when I think of why

And doctor,
I never liked to exercise
and wine doesn't compare to rum,
nor spinach to steak

My Eve,
I was a fool for truly believing
that it could somehow be
your simple smile.

x o