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.
Vicodin
You take away my pain
My aching legs
My sunburnt torso
All feel better
When I have you
Also
You make me keenly aware
Of my
tongue
And my
heartbeat
I really hate
drugs, even
aspirin, but I
love me some Vicodin.