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the dr. prescribes the latest pills

– one in the morning

– one at night

good for the heart

           age deflates

the balloon of youth

& immortality

 

I used to take my pills

from bathroom doctors,

prescriptions for

psychedelic meditation,

but now the doc says –

you’ve mapped the road

of excess, now

I pronounce you

heaven & hell,

you may kiss the ride,

the white rabbit done died.

 

now the CT map says you are here

blood thinners & α-blockers,

taken with a glass of water

           & a grain of salt.


Published in Rabbit Poetry Journal, Issue 4, May 2012