Mixed feelings, inside
have aroused my awareness
to what may be going on.

hummm….?

Hair is brittle, skin is dry
brain is in a fog.
Slogging through my day
wanting to be a sloth.
No appetite for food or drink,
little appetite for life.

Now take a pill, now all is clear
everything seems fine.

I am now aware, the fog has gone
and once again, my brain is mine.

hummm?

Poem by Issa

Painting by Neith Nevelson (my mother)

Aware