in a heavy fog I am swallowed
washed out of my skin
peeled at every layer

any doctor could take a bite
chart my territory in a book
mark me for my subjects
and when they are through

sertraline is waiting
she is gray
she is blue
she matches me in mood

and I
treat her better
than strawberry fields

her ability is greater
her strength is true
and when I take her
I am washed away
washed away

a different kind of new