Sunday, September 10, 2017

three pills

with cold water
I swallow
three pills and wait
for the pain
to subside.
I listen to my limbs,
my heart,
the throb of blood that flows
through me,
that constant
tide.
I place ice where
it hurts,
behind my
mind and hold it there.
a cool blue of bag of ice
upon my neck.
I wait
for pain to leave.
to exhale,
to sigh.

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