The chill pills will still your grilled soul
Calm your nerves and lets you sleep
While dreaming of green grassy knolls
You count the plump and grazing sheep
“Baaaaad boy!” they taunt and hinder you
“You took too many!” playing the dirge
“Soon your lips will turn a dark blue!”
“Ewe’ll be sorry you didn’t fight the urge!”
© 2011 Michael Yost
Haha. I love that you managed to intersperce sheep sounds! It makes the poem all that much more clever! 🙂
Big sheepish grin….
Valuable poem – one can chill too much.
Ambient from the wiktionary: Encompassing on all sides; surrounding; encircling; enveloping. For the drug Zolpidem Tartrate let me add deadening and irresponsible for not having your leg chained to your bed frame before taking it. I gave a 35 MM camera away while on this stuff and never remembered doing it.