Shrubs

If only there were shrubs
For the heart
Like aloe vera
For the skin
Something to smear,
Something to rub
Into my crooked heart

But there are only herbs
I can inhale
To set my feelings straight
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For the depressed
Absorbed through tender lungs

If only I could reach
Beyond my ribs
And mix a salve of calamine
To anoint my heart, annoyed.

-Weihan

 

Words given: depressed, annoyed, aloe vera