Sunday, February 22, 2009

the Prohibition era

a gray dull Sunday morning in San Diego
dealing here with my own prohibition era

after countless efforts to eradicate migraines
i've decided to follow the endless list prohibitions of
allopaths, and homeopaths,
of nutritionists, gynecologists, and neurologists,
acupuncturists, and chiropractors
warlocks, and even fortune tellers

i am stripped down to nothing...
cutting almost every substance of my diet
that could actually bring me some pleasure

no caffeine
no black nor green tea
no aged cheeses
no red (or any color for that matter) wine
no beer
no colored sodas or drinks
no condiments
no sugar
no salt
no vasoconstrictors
no vasodilators
no hyperventilation
no hypo-zest
no uppers
no downers
no giggles...
and all mostly sounds to me like
NO fun

so what's left of myself?
i am self-confessed smiling lazy hedonist
but my almost 40 years of indulgence
seem to be paying back
with excruciating headaches

and on this dull morning
it seems that all that is left
is to follow the rules of the good humans
of those who are good with rules and hard-working
and don't like to abuse substances or
anything for that matter
back to the world of light
to the world of the clean decent humans
who keep all their lives and pictures
and memories in well-classified little boxes
and that's not me!!
i get high on my little states of mind
i am an obsessive, unordered woman and highly addicted
to coffee, and teas, and to food, oh food!
and all that could bring instant pleasure to my life
hard-work? that's for people who enjoys it and i
mostly don't...

but here today
guess growing afraid of pain
i am controlling my old self
typing instead of inhaling
drawing timid smiles instead
of open laughs

guess, i can still keep two
of my oldest vices
the music, and to photograph

and well, los libros, the books
the words of brilliant authors
that even before the lust of pleasures
have enlighten my little soul

guess, i will have to comfort myself with that
and those

guess one day,
i had to clean-up my act
picking up the mess around...

now smile!
you are in my camera
and if you don't smile
you might get sick and prohibited as well
of this pleasures of life

4 comments:

the thilo said...

Ok. Cheeeeese. :)
Oh Frau Bere, i'm with you!
You are a very strong girl and you will cope this situation!
Love you!

the thilo said...

The foto is sooo wonderful!
You have such a nice smile!
Love it! :)

Id it is said...

Capture the moments that bring a smile
string them together on the thread of memory
to count on them when the sky is dull and the day so blue!

"Live for the moment because it too shall pass' ...that's a motto I've been trying to live upto.

Migraines can be worrisome, I've heard; I wish there were something i could do or say to alleviate your pain...

bereweber said...

@ herr Thilolito
thanks for your kind words herr Thilo, and i am truly happy you are smiling for the camera, hope i can photograph you again for real soon!

@ dear Id It
wow, your words always reach my soul, i promise to wear my collar made of those stringed lovely memories as you recommend, to accompany me every day, at those times when i crave the 'café'

and yes migraines are a heck of a condition, they are sneaky patches of pain that show up with no apparent reason, stealing your hours of joy and life

and dear! do you more than enough! you help so much with your great words!! i do too live up the moment and now more than ever, i learn to cherish every second that i am healthy, fine, and alive, guess life gives us these lessons to compensate otherwise lost times

thank you my dear friends!