by Joshua Lew McDermott
My Blood Brain Barrier
Roll Down the Damn Window!
Iâ€™m Retching up and need the Air.
The Dark Night of the Esophagus
Couch fevers â€“ take off my shirt â€“ sipping chlorine
thousand yard stare of suffering.
â€œIâ€™m sick. Iâ€™m sick. Iâ€™m sick.â€
Wipe my lips of Lemon Lime with water rag,
endorphin opining! Feel Much
Better for now â€“ sip sip. sip.
Havenâ€™t been like this since I forget-
the wine spins
egg rolls and cheese cake.
Vomiting â€“ the truer side of life.
The closest I come to Die.
Clear. Shine. No
inside. The World to Bare â€“ Bare to the world.
Sweat upon my brow.
As cruci-fried as Christ
and just as ready to believe.