I cloister for four months
waiting out the cold
simply sitting inside
curled and covered
encircled in heat, protection,
wool and socks to guarantee
that none of the chill overwhelms me.

I will not live a slave to the weather.

I wait out winter
until Spring strikes
and then my allergies attack
and with them, my Daily Drill.

I begin my regular addiction behavior
with Big B,
coming out for the good stuff like clockwork.
Anytime I can get the stuff, I do,
to make sure the itch is scratched.

Benadryl is my savior,
my protector,
my best friend and my confidante.
It’s what gets me through the nights and days.

It’s how I survive my favorite season.

I bless the reign of Benadryl.