My system
makes its own
medications.
When I pee
blue it means
I'm on anti-depressants.
When I pee
red it means
I'm on anti-psychotics.
If I wasn't
color blind,
I could tell you
which meds I'm taking.
Could you please
follow me
to the head next
time and give me the colors?
I have a bit
of a memory
problem, so I
can't say what meds I've taken.
I'm here for some minor
surgery. The doctor's going
to switch the left side of my
brain with the right side.
He believes this will solve
all the problems I've been
having with aggression
and deviant thoughts.
I hope he hurries up because
the left side of my brain
is telling me to take the
scalpel from the doctor's hand
and to take out his brain.
While the right side of my
brain wants the surgery so
bad, it's willing to take
the scalpel out of the
surgeon's hand and do
the surgery itself. But
the anesthesia is too strong.
Luis Cuauhtemoc Berriozabal, 38, was born in Cuernavaca, Morelos (Mexico), and has lived in Los Angeles County since age 7. He works in the mental health field. His poems in English and Spanish have appeared in The American Dissident, The Blue Collar Review, Pemmican Press, and Struggle Magazine. His first book of poems, Raw Materials, is from Pygmy Forest Press.