(hard times along dusty roads)
Opioid existential crisis for nation
with deep psychic pain desiring that numbing fog
of self-medication. Economic station
plus internal spaces have depressions to slog
through - the meek muck of things not quite being how they
appear. Something is wrong here; our notion of "care"
means to ignore until unbearable, each day
navigating 1 to 10 scale, below 6 rare,
yet expected to heal self, inside and outside,
pull them psychic bootstraps up, alone in the crowd...
or so it seems. These dreams of perfection applied
to those who reside in surroundings simply cloud
what's real - that most is lost in fog of denial,
vast masses suffer tribulation and trial.
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