Self-Medication
I had been feeling uneasy… I exploded inside me
So I explored the salvation of self-medication
I drank illegal sacrament… In self-solitary confinement
I asked a medicine man… To draw me a map
I prayed with preachers… And dissected old teachers
I ate garbage with hobos… Then drank elixir with winos
I built a cross for crucifixion… As I called the story fiction
I put one bullet in a gun… Then spun the chamber just for fun
I ran naked in the concrete luge… But found no clues
I spent a week in jail… Before I escaped near hell
I rode a freight train West… To worship the last sunset
I climbed the highest peak… Then prayed for two weeks
Still I didn’t know… What inside me explodes
Then it came to me… The storm is inward thinking
When I stopped professing… The secret is receiving
I finally realized
The one truth that can sooth… Gratitude
Impersonating An Angel
Poetry Without Rules
© Paul H. Keeler… A Cosmic Cowboy
