I used to be concerned with

How much I did,

Or how much I didn’t do,


Evaluating whether or not

I was up to snuff

With my own priorities,


And of course,

Whether or not

I kept my wife happy.


Lately, things have

Taken a different turn.

Since my body


Has seen fit

To rebel against me,

And my doctor


Doesn’t seem able

To reign things in,

My priorities have


Changed quite a bit.

In fact, the term

“priorities” doesn’t


Seem to fit anymore,

Not for how most

People think about it.


My biggest priority

Is my medicine.

That’s not a new one,


At least on the surface,

Since I’ve had bipolar

For over 15 years,


And been taking meds

For just as long.

But now it makes


An immediate,

Drastic difference.

And the long-term risk


Without it,

Is terrifying.

It’s like food


And water.

And the third need,

Common to all of us,


But more drastic for me,

Is sleep.  More specifically,

I have to keep my sleep


In order.  I have to take

A strong round of meds

Throughout the day,


And then really

Pulverize my mind

With meds


At the end of the day,

Just so I can sleep.

And I have to start


A methodic relaxation,

Early, despite being

A night person.



I will not be getting up

For work in the a.m.



Things have changed

A little bit.


(Poetic Asides

Wednesday Poetry Prompts: 133



Author: Gordon S. Bowman III

Writer, Visual Artist, Blogger, Advocate

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