O Medicine!
Where have you gone?
Your sweetness. Your flavor.
Your scarily accurate measure.
O Medicine!
Why do I have to wait…
To taste you again?
Do I need to be sick before you re-appear?
Or are you just playing hard to get?
O Medicine!
Can I fake a cough, or blow my nose?
Or does it have to be real?
The waiting game is unreasonable
It’s making things tough.
It’s making me unwell.
The pain. The suffering. The anxiousness.
O Medicine!
Why are you doing this to me?
Or could it be?
When I truly fall sick, you will appear once more?
To quench my desire. My thirst. My needs?
Could it be? Could it be? Could it be?
O Medicine!
Come back to me!
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