Wednesday, August 3, 2011

Rx

she had no
beside manner
whatsoever
despite her
excellent
credentials.
she always left
you wanting more
and in pain.
the pain was
more emotional
than physical, but
occasionally
there'd be a bite
mark or two,
and some scratches
here and there
on your back
that need some
medical attention.
sometimes
she'd just leave
with the door wide
open, the sink
clogged with her
long black hair,
the stove on.
sometimes she'd
shake you awake
and say something
like, hey, i'm leaving,
don't call me for
awhile, i need
to be alone to
take care of some
things. and you'd
nod your head with
your eyes half open,
too exhausted
to get up or to
say okay.

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