for what ails you

take a sip
of this your doctor
tells you
while he
sits smoking a
big
Sigmund freud
cigar.
what is it?
don't worry about
it he says,
just take a sip.
it's scotch,
good scotch.
you'll forget
all about what's
her name.
you rub your
arm where her
name is tattooed
in red
floral script.
larissa, it
says. oh don't
worry about that,
I've got a guy who
can laser that off
in know time. cost
you less
than a thousand
bucks. hell of a lot
cheaper than
trying to win
her back
with diamonds
and flowers.
lean your glass
over here, you'll
need more
than that.
this could take
a whole bottle.