I foolishly agreed to help some friends put a new roof on their lake cabin. The project took a day longer than we had planned, and I got wicked sunburnt from the waist up.

I'm home now, and the first thing I did this morning when I woke up with my skin on fire was take a Vicodin. After watching some television and dozing on the couch, I composed this little opus.

You take away my pain
My aching legs
My sunburnt torso
All feel better
When I have you

You make me keenly aware
Of my tongue
And my heartbeat

I really hate drugs, even aspirin, but I love me some Vicodin.