Salve slave

I feel the pain and my mind searches for a salve.

I think retail. What can I buy.

…

…

…

there is nothing.

No clothes, toys, food, music, movie, show…

there is nothing

I can buy that is a salve.

I feel the pain and my mind searches for a medicine.

Benzos, painkillers, muscle relaxers, alcohol.

…

…

…

none of these will work.

There is nothing

There is nothing

There is nothing

I can take that is a salve.

I hug my husband and feel the spirit of my friend through him.

I put my face on my husband’s face and feel the spirit that lived in both of them.

I have to accept that there is no salve

For this.

The pain lives and beats everything.

Two hours later, I reconsider and my mind searches again for a salve.

Retail.

Drugs.

Nope.

(Rinse. Repeat.)

Retail.

Drugs.

Nothing.

(Rinse. Repeat.)