I Am Me Again

Drip, drop

Drip, drop

I pour my heart into

this bottle

What kind of elixir

is this?

I cut my finger

Add some drops of

blood

Then mix a hint of

cinnamon

Wisk, wisk

It smells like

licorice 

Will this cure my

mental battle

with the heavens

and humans and

the mountains

and the garden 

in my mother's 

backyard

So full of

lettuce, cucumber,

Various herbs

I taste it and it's

viscous

Tastes like my first

breath