Bottle the Acid

June 11






My sponsor said to bottle the acid and so I did.  I sat back in smug reflection until the plumbing backed up.  I grabbed the fast solution and poured it down the drain.  My sponsor smiled as I learned the baser things will eat my life away, too.  I can never just decant power and expect it to sweep clean the clogged pathways in my recovery.  Sloshing caustic medicine into open orifices brought me here.  I long for the ease of a liquid resolution.  In the end, I must clean the pipes myself.  The traps are simpler to cleanse the less I’ve lied.  Telling myself I don’t have to get my hands or heart dirty is the biggest lie of all.



Eat lunch with relish.





All the water in the well, gone dry, belongs to me.

Such an offer, how could I refuse?

I stand as near the edge as I can get

and try my best to peer, is the goldfish alive?

For you see this is still my best hope,

you, the source are also my wishing well,

more than just survival you are prospect, neigh dream.


You say that what’s left is mine,

but you think of it as incidental, not a need, merely a want.

Someplace deep, beyond where you admit,

you know that life is dependent on desire,

but will play mine off as casual

when it becomes inconvenient to your drives and blindness.


Eunuchs do not immediately perish,

but you must confess they do not live.

I stand here a lock to which there is no longer a key

and whether I am open or closed it doesn’t matter

for the partnership of change is desecrated

and I do not care for a waterless solution.


You are reading selections from Sober on the Way to Sane and More Lines From My Life by Sherrie Theriault


About Sherrie Theriault

Sherrie Theriault, writer and outsider artist lives in northwest New Jersey where she writes villain-free fiction for children and young adults, creates coloring books for all ages, writes daily inspiration books for the recovery community and has other works of collected poetry; also adult fiction. Books available on include the following: Cala Mae The Deep Dark Day In The Congenial Chronicles The Holland’s Adventure Fill Me In Fill Me In, Too Filled In Sober on the Way to Sane More Sober on the Way to Sane Lines from My Life More Lines from My Life On-Liners to Live By My Sponsor Said… Elissa: Queen of Carthage Was Love Lost Order of Protection The Story Precedes the Question Can You See? What the Birdies Told Me about You What the Birdies Told Me about You Coloring book The Enchanting Dog Sherrie’s books are available at Blue Stockings, Manhattan, NY, The Clinton Book Shoppe, Clinton, New Jersey, Giovanni’s Room, Philadelphia, PA, Easy Does It in Long Beach, CA and The Latest Thing in Costa Mesa, Ca. You can find Sherrie’s art work at Hang-Ups Gallery in Allentown, PA or online at: Please feel free to contact her there if you have any questions.
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