Florastor or probiotic is the partial solution, the poem reminds me of intestines where aggressively proliferating clostridium difficile (Cdiff) in the intestinal flora destroying all the natural helpful bacteria in the intestine, later on intestine loses it's capacity to do it's own functions changing to something different unless vancomycin or metronidazole is used in timely fashion, depression or loneliness is way more than in the past, nature, hobbies, support group, spiritual way, managing with medications, writing, calling friends, watching movies, venting, defocusing, avoiding situations triggering the negativity all can contribute, I really like the metaphor and the way of presentation
the inner wilderness is larger than any world the minds of men can make...that place you are disappearing into is the immensity of your Self...good that you have a recliner...
gravity pulls us down from the time we are born until we grow old...and we really feel the gravity in later age.
i love the "penny" aspect of this...reminds me of the wishing wells..but instead of throwing the penny in it for good luck, the speaker bites it and has that sour taste all through life....maybe at the end throwing the penny in the well wishing to reverse fortune.
"A poet's work is to name the unnameable, to point at frauds, to take sides, start arguments, shape the world, and stop it going to sleep."
-Salman Rushdie more..