I don’t usually
wear crop tops
orange skin peaking between fabrics
but now I do.
migraine med’s got me feeling
some type of way
and I’m hot and I’m cold
and this one inch piece of flesh
is the temperature regulator
I didn’t need before
but I do now.

I don’t usually
stay up late
my signature lies on a paper
on the fridge
from a clinic
that promised me pain free days
if I controlled what I could
but now I do.
perhaps friendship matters more
than a scrawl and a promise I never
intended to keep
to a man in a white coat
who didn’t keep his.