Spin the wheel.
There’s a clip of silver bullets tucked into a winning slice.
Wash those weary eyes.
Give it another go,
with inquisitive eyes shining down a microscope’s narrow focus.
I can feel searing overhead lights drilling a hole in my shields,
unburdened as I’m strapped at the ankles,
floundering above the waist while tilted down a bottle’s throat.
Spin the wheel.
Hand me a magic gun for the vampire in my chest,
sipping on the fluid that pumps thoughts through gates
where a Dracula sits as a guard to synapses,
wine glass in his hand while striking up a rebellion along the train tracks,
any passing note of optimism careening into a widened pit
as inquisitive eyes narrow their faces,
direct out finer lies to conquer races,
serving pats on the back for another husk down the rabbit hole,
tripping along a hamster wheel with a reaper at the rear,
looking for a habit to instill;
a hope to steal.
A mind muffling.
A dose increasing.
But all I want is to be free
and meet who I’m told to be.
Slide over a glass of nerves.
I want to have what my mind deserves.
All I want is to understand how I’ve come out of bed,
each year on a wrong side,
no matter front, back, left, right,
never finding a prescribed light,
cramming moods into a jar cluttered with impulses
and the tools of negative compulsions.
Slap a strip of tape over a tsunami’s door,
trying to will oceans into a time out corner.
They’re lapping up to my toes,
granting knowledge of impending throes,
loaded and cocked back in a plague doctor’s syringe,
irises blank as a leech and teeth of a tiger,
gauging a prey from the stumble of their gait.
Spin the wheel for a chance to feel.
Spin the wheel and make another deal.
Don’t forget to keep up on the bills.
I would never be me and I’m giving my best shot at it,
aim stuck at the ground,
firing blanks into soil to shovel off the dirt
and prepare for what medication has started.
I could never be me and I’m giving it my best.
Don’t worry; I’m over it.
It won’t last forever.
Say prepared goodbyes; I’m through with it.
It can’t last forever.
( ❤ Mitch)