Allergies
and I go way back
Always
there but not serious enough
Not
debilitating, just annoying
My itchy
skin I get from grass
Never got
me out of mowing the lawn
Nor did
the sneezing, coughing and wheezing
It was my
call
I wasn’t willing to give in
There was
one time, though
A time
when the allergies started winning
I was
right in the middle of that dream
The
one I told you about
Where I’m
being chased
Over
fence after fence
By those
Doberman Pincers
The ones the biker owned
In the cul-de-sac in
Gresham
Those
pointy headed sleek, black demons
Never stopped
chasing me
Every few
months another attempt
When I was
a teen, some nights were worse
My mind
stopped waking up all the way
Just
sometimes, just enough
To cause
the most terrifying hallucinations
Not zombies
or demons
Just everything
not right
Like far
and near switched positions
But still
looked the same,
In
the wrong place
My parents
asked what I was smoking
Maybe
there was something to it
I later
learned that most days in Tucson
The
highest pollen count
Is
from marijuana
So I was
given antihistamine pills
The strongest they had
Doc said
the back-up in my nasal cavity
Caused pressure on my brain
I took the
blue pill
Still had a runny nose
Itchy skin
and watery eyes
But the
hallucinations stopped
And I finally jumped over the last
fence
Blissfully leaving those
Dobermans behind
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